do you remember
when we first shared a look
dead silence between us
didnt matter so much

we lay on the grass
looking at the stars
it seemed so cliche
but then i thought who the hell cares

hey there, i saw you
how you doing, oh im okay,
i thought id tell you, i missed you
oh but sorry i moved on

IIIIIIII left
a letter in your door
and ii knowww ,
that you were out with her



i

when i walk into the room
eyes locked

i sit close to you
i can feel you near

gently push your hair back
i can see your eyes,  now...

shivers down my back
i can feel you here

I sit at home on a Wednesday,
Not knowing what to do.
Being shouted and screamed at
By the ones that know not to.

I feel the tension in my body
As it runs through my spine,
And I just hope that one day,
Someone might be kind.

i sit here,
trying to refuel my passions
for the many things
he took away from me

i sit here
not embarrassed
of who i am

i sit here
sometimes questioning myself

because his voice at the back of my head
still judges me
for liking the things i do

i sit here
trying to regain the pieces of me

that had fallen all over the floor

i am almost there
i am almost full