i wrote a poem.
it was like our time, short, sweet
but now its over.

I can't stop crying.
I don't know how I have any tears left.

I miss how we used to be.
I miss when I could talk to you comfortably.
I miss when we cuddled and kissed each other's cheeks.
I miss when you put your hand on my thigh and rubbed it softly.
I miss when I felt your stubble on my ear when you spoke
I miss when we were us.
I miss when we could sit in silence
I miss when you loved me as much as I love you
But that all had to change.
I still miss it, though.

"Babyyyyyy"
"I love you a lot."
"I just want to see you :c"
"Babe I miss you"
"I said no to every other girl, but maybe to you, because you're really sweet"
"You're such a cutie"
"Dude"
"I don't want to lead you on"
"I don't want to ruin our friendship, because it's so great"
"I just don't feel the same way"
"You're not my type"
"You're like a sister to me."
"You're gorgeous and more attractive than most girls your age, but I'm just not attracted to you"
"I'm sorry"
"I don't want to hurt you"
*doesn't talk to me for four days

My body slowly wakes, taking a deep breath of oxygen to fill my lungs.
I try to reach my arms up to wipe my eyes, but my right arm doesn't move,
Because it's under your arm.
I slowly realize that I am engulfed in your body.
Your arms around me, on my waist, and tangled in my hair.
Your precious, sleeping face so beautiful.
Your fluttery eyelashes leaning against your cheeks,
Your hair in front of your forehead,
Your lips pursed the tiniest bit,
Your nostrils moving ever so slightly when you breathe.
Peacefully, your eyes flutter open, and your lips tug into a smile when you see me.
Your arm secures tighter on my waist, while your other hand softly rubs my back.
Our heads lean in, and our lips touch, ever so softly.
As soon as they move, you start to disappear.
You fade and fade and fade and fade, until you're gone.
There's no arm on my waist, no hand on my back or in my hair,
No eyelashes on your cheek,
Because your body is no longer there.
I am alone.