Whenever I see you,
The only thing that comes across my mind is :
“What did I do?”
It is the only question that has settled in my mind for the past week.
It is the only question that still lingers, like the smell of your cologne ,
Whenever you pass by . .
It is the only question that leaves me to ask : “Why?”
The last time we spoke,
Was the day I gave you a letter.
A letter in which I threw my heart onto the page,
To express how much I value our friendship,
To this very day.
I remembered slowly peering out of the corner of my eyes
To see your face
And to my disappointment, your emotions were very vague.
I expected this letter to bring us so close,
So close that it’d seem as if we were both fitted into one clothes.
So close that we’d look like Siamese twins,
So close that we’d commit the same sins.
But it was actually the opposite.
Now,
You w a l k p a s t me,
You don’t even say hi.
You don’t look at me.
Maybe you feared that if you did,
You’d lie about how you felt, like a kid.
I thought that we were best friends
I thought that “Our friendship would last throughout time.”
Maybe ..
Maybe it was a lie.
Or maybe it’s just my imagination.
Maybe we’re still friends and you’re just waiting for me to say “Hi”
Or maybe it’s what I wrote in that stupid letter,
Although it was filled with love and sincerity.
Or maybe it’s something I did.
Maybe it’s something I did.
You’re just another lost friend – lost treasure
Which increases in numbers on my fingers e v e r y d a y.
You’re gone, but the scent of your cologne still
L  i  n  g  e  r  s
Like my memories of us.