without
her noticing
her favorite songs
always
remind her
of the person
she once
loved

her heart
and
her mind
were fighting
a merciless war
once again

whilst she
sat somehow numb
on her bed
listening
absently
to her
favorite songs

i was
staring
at my ceiling
once again

the song
that reminds
me of you
played
as so often
quietly in
the background

and the thought
of you
laying under
the same stars
as me
was weirdly
calming

it does not matter
how much
happens

something
well hidden
and
deep
inside of me

is still not repelled
by the imagination
of an
"us"

i want to know
who you are

are you really
this badass
with a
softie hidden inside?

or are you
a softie
with a
badass hidden inside?

i thought
i can read
people
easily

but
after all
this time

i still
haven't
figured you out

maybe you're just
really good
at hiding
your emotions

so maybe
you care
about me
more
than you
show

i heard
you asked
about me

you asked when
we will see
each other
again

and i said
'soon'
as if
it was
completely
normal

that you
asked
about me

maybe
in a few
years

we will be
right
for each other


but till then
I'll have
to move on

i fell
in love
with
imaginations
instead
of falling
in love
with you