4 years without you, and 4 years being stuck thinking of just you.
thinking of when we first talked, when we first laughed together, and when you first leaned your head on my shoulder.
Was I the fool to stick beside you? I played my own heart and look where it guided you; a year passed and we met again. yet this time we don't talk, we don't laugh or touch like we did.
That first day back, that day i get to see your face after a long winter break. My lips break and crack into a smile only to be met with your blank face.
My heart dropped in that moment, I still wonder if you cared. If you cared about throwing this away, tossing my heart to the side, you made a brick wall and hid our whole past away.
Now 4 years later, on this same day, I still look at your face and it took me back to that first day; 4 years earlier when everything was ok.
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