How did it feel to see my face again?
Did you think that you could look at me without that guilt-ridden face of yours showing?
Did the look in my eyes give away that my stomach suddenly felt empty?
Because you make me sick, I'm just not sure whether it's a good or bad thing yet.
But even when my stomach flips,
I still want to walk up to you and say a big
*******
and hurt you in the worst way possible.
But maybe it will be us against the world once again
in years to come.
But now,
when I want you to stay as far away as possible,
you seem to be near me in some way.