You were fake friends no doubt
but I still catch myself missing you
you used me for your own gain
but I still miss you
I miss the secret notes passed in class
the games during the lunch break
the inside jokes , the silent laughs
I miss truth or dare and the staring contests
I miss the way I felt about you
the way you looked at me
Your name which was once familiar in my mouth
now feels so distant , like the one of a stranger
we used to communicate by eyes only
but now you refuse to meet my eyes
you see me everyday in the corridor
but pass me by like a stranger
I know I should forget you
like you forgot me
but... I can't
I try to forget the past but sometimes ..
it still creeps up on me ..
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I miss you, I miss ASA
I miss AAVICE
I am ranting in this poem but I needed to get this off my chest. its funny how the person goes away but the memories never fade. where is this perfect memory when I need it in exams