The difference
is that the moments I hold close
are ones you let go seconds after they happened
and that's all the more reason
to hold them tighter, closer.

I look back on things and smile
but now I realize
that you don't even look back
at all.

I was silent when I really should have spoken up
and i said words I really didn't mean.
I really didn't mean.

I lied to avoid complications
to keep things simple.
but simple has more layers than complicated ever will.

I miss when I was afraid of eye contact
not wishing for it.
when I ran away
instead of chased
because I'm running after something
that's just a bit
faster.