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Aug 2015
I don't know what you have become. I look into your eyes and don't even see the real you. Your love towards me doesn't even feel real. I feel like I'm just another guy. But I'm way to young to be having feelings like this. I really just miss the old you more than anything. Forever thinking you will return to the old you when you were way more chill and our vibes were perfect. But forever showing me reasons why you won't..and..and that's what hurts the most, knowing that your never going back to how you were. Life has showed you new things. These new choices you have made is why I feel the way I do. You are with different friends doing different things while I'm in my bed thinking about you. And that **** is what hurts me the most.. But I guess this is life and everyone changes.
Just know I'm always gonna think about the Old You.
Absalom M
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