Tomorrow would have made three months since we got together
But it's not so because approximately one month ago,
you said you were done and you l e f t ..
It’s been three months and I still remember what you smelt like the first time we met,
And how your eyes shone like the blade I used to write bad memories of us on my skin.
I still remember your lips, and how pinkish red they were,
like the blood which would flow from the cracks on my skin
And yes I still remember that kiss.
I still remember spending almost $5 on you in one day
And I still remember that playful look on your face
When I was irritated by you being late on our little 'dates'.
They weren't dates but that's what I refer to it as, as each time we had something to give.
The first time I gave you my heart warming smile,
While you gave the me that look in your eyes,
The one that said : "It's alright"
On the second ‘date’, I gave you two bags of my favourite chips
And you gave me a slice of cake which you baked and I still remember how it tasted.
It tasted like that thing that we had,
I think we called it love.
The third time you gave me a kiss a hug, a cake and that same look that said : "It's alright"
And the hug,
The hug that made me fell safe.
As if you knew I was delicate
And you wanted to protect me from pain
But in the end, that's what I gained.
It's been a month and I still can't understand what happened that day.
The day you walked away..
