His arms reached around me,
But mine didn't come around in return,
I just sighed and restrained as he pressed his shoulder to my face,
Once I got free, He just stared,
As though he expected some emotional response,
But no, not I,
With a turn of the heel,
There I go, Down the ***** sidewalk with not even a sigh,
I felt eyes burning through my back,
But I had no need to turn around.
I truly believe some people just aren't meant for other people,
Some people are just suppose to teach certain lessons and move on,
I think I might be one of those people,
I don't desire to stay in one place long,
Maybe that's the lesson I am,
That good things travel,
Or that you can't tame the wild.
Jun 13, 2013
Jun 13, 2013 at 11:26 PM UTC
His arms reached around me,
But mine didn't come around in return,
I just sighed and restrained as he pressed his shoulder to my face,
Once I got free, He just stared,
As though he expected some emotional response,
But no, not I,
With a turn of the heel,
There I go, Down the ***** sidewalk with not even a sigh,
I felt eyes burning through my back,
But I had no need to turn around.
I truly believe some people just aren't meant for other people,
Some people are just suppose to teach certain lessons and move on,
I think I might be one of those people,
I don't desire to stay in one place long,
Maybe that's the lesson I am,
That good things travel,
Or that you can't tame the wild.
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