I was staring at my footsteps today
And I remembered how small my feet are
Maybe that's why you didn't stick around
Because his imprint was bigger than mine
I told myself I was being silly
I walked the other way
Then I thought of how you always dreamed of being covered in tattoos
And I thought of all the conclusions I had drawn for you
It made no sense to me why you'd leave
For he hadn't drawn one blueprint for your tattoos
I stepped toward where I stood before
You hadn't been around for months
You hadn't seen my latest paintings
Or tasted the Indian stir fry noodles I slaved over---
I took another step
You hadn't seen how my hair had grown
Before I trimmed my ends---
I took another step
You didn't know how in love I was
or what my plans were for the next week---
I took another step
That I plan to go out of the country this summer---
I took another step
I found myself at your door
I remember how twisted I felt knocking with ****** knuckles on your door
Trying to talk to you but
You don't call me anymore
I walked away from your door
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 10:19 AM UTC
I was staring at my footsteps today
And I remembered how small my feet are
Maybe that's why you didn't stick around
Because his imprint was bigger than mine
I told myself I was being silly
I walked the other way
Then I thought of how you always dreamed of being covered in tattoos
And I thought of all the conclusions I had drawn for you
It made no sense to me why you'd leave
For he hadn't drawn one blueprint for your tattoos
I stepped toward where I stood before
You hadn't been around for months
You hadn't seen my latest paintings
Or tasted the Indian stir fry noodles I slaved over---
I took another step
You hadn't seen how my hair had grown
Before I trimmed my ends---
I took another step
You didn't know how in love I was
or what my plans were for the next week---
I took another step
That I plan to go out of the country this summer---
I took another step
I found myself at your door
I remember how twisted I felt knocking with ****** knuckles on your door
Trying to talk to you but
You don't call me anymore
I walked away from your door
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