Liar

I read far too much into what you say. To me, it's as if every post, every word you speak to me has a hidden meaning that belongs only to me. I know this is ridiculous, so I never act on what I read between the lines. I take your words at face value all the time and sometimes, they aren't so sweet. They used to be. 

I guess I liar will see a liar in everyone else. 

I wish we could go back six years... if only I can feel the way you tackle me to the floor again. Or see your face as you try to signal your teammate from the other side of the gym. Watch you as you insist to tie my shoes for the tenth day in a row. This rift that's grown between us is the worst thing that could have come with adulthood. The worst part is, I don't even know who's fault it is. Mine? Probably.

Forever yours, Hypatia