I see you beginning to walk my way. You were holding papers in your hands that day. I thought that I could cry at any second, But I lied to myself when I realised that I already was.
As you began to walk right by me, I stopped you and asked "Where're you going?" You told me you were leaving. And I just stared as you proceeded to walk down these hallways.
I don't know how to feel anymore, My heart is crying and it burns. It's so sore. But in the end you left me.