I still remember the first day I saw you Your curls were not yet existent I said, "hello" You said, "nice shoes" I wasn't fully prepared For someone who'd notice shoes but I guess You'd be the exception 2 years went by too fast We walked the DC streets Your hands on my back My eyes on your eyes We sat down on the floor Of a library full of stories And read love poems Other people had written "I promise you I will try harder" You read These words were stuck in my head You were only 22 I was barely 17 The day you told me you loved me But try as you might You couldn't love me sober When you reached out You reached beyond me You changed my name Into someone else's How was I supposed to know Love didn't always have to hurt I haven't heard from you in a while But some silent nights I still listen to your voice Even after going so long without it I realized nothing had really changed You still sounded like someone Who had never truly been mine
You were never truly mine.
Edit: Funny thing is, he wrote me the day after I published this...but I finally learned to say no.