It was on a Saturday, when I wondered

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It was on a Saturday morning,

when i was sitting in our favorite coffee shop,

sipping my tea and wasting time that should be used for homework,

when you wandered into my life once again,

but this time,

sharing laughter, smiles, and jokes with someone other then me.

I tried to ignore your presence, 

but your eye caught mine, and mine, yours,

your lips were straight, and mine mirrored them,

not a smile was exchanged,

nor were words.

And just like that, you walked away, 

leaving me, again.

And it was then, when i wondered,

were you affected, as i was?

It was on a Saturday afternoon,

when i was sitting in my room, all alone,

staring at the wall and wasting time that should be used for homework,

when your laughter rang through my ears, and refused to leave,

but this time,

you were not here laughing besides me, 

it was just a memory.

I tried to ignore your voice,

but my ears recognized the sound, listening closely, 

and pretended it was real.

And just like that, your voice was etched into my memory forever,

and it was then, when i wondered,

did you hear my laugh as often as i heard yours?

It was on a Saturday Evening,

when i was lying in my bed, crying,

trying to burn our memories out of my head,

just like you burned them from yours, and acted as if they never happened.

I tried to ignore the pain forming in my chest,

but it stayed there, along with the memories.

And it was then, when i wondered,

and i still do to this day,

do you think about me, every now and then,

just as i have never stopped thinking about you?

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