xxi. - The twenty-fourth of November
It's been three weeks.
I have been avoiding you
and I have been attempting to stay away.
But my mind just cannot.
It clings to you with every
fragment of hope and every
memory i can recall because
how can you just kiss someone
like that and not love them at all?
But today, by the hallway
we passed by each other.
and our eyes met.
oh how i miss those brown
eyes of yours
oh how i miss the love
and the feeling of warmth it gave
for a split second-
staring at it made the pieces of me
glue back together, and it felt
like for a second- or less,
you never left at all.
i hope my eyes exclaimed
how much i missed you
shouted how depressed
i am that you left.
i hope they said that i love you.
And i still love you.
Your eyes told me that
you missed me too.
And that you wanted me
to run to your arms
and you yearned to
hold me again.
I wanted you to tell me
that you were in pieces
too, and that you loved me.
I wanted you to scream it to the world.
I wanted you to knock at my
door and tell me that you needed me
and I wanted to feel your breath at my neck
when you kissed me and told me how
much you loved me
But you didnt.
And we just simply parted ways.
