This is going to hurt. It's not going to be the worst I've gone through, and definitely not the least. But somehow, knowing it's going to happen, knowing I'm on borrowed time, fills me heart and head with..
Dread.
No I never thought you impact my life as much as you did when I first met you. In fact, that first day passes my mind all the time. I can't believe a stranger turned friend turned.. something.. is the reason I'm writing still.
I can't believe it, but it's real.
I have feelings again. Not a fling, or a fleeting crush, or a like-like. I like you. I really like you. And I think you really like me too. And oh my word I have the best times with you. Whether it be at 3PM or 3AM, there isn't one second where I'm thinking I'm tired of this. There isn't one minute that I want to take back. Every awkward move, every perfect stance. Every off-balance shuffle to each other, every absolutely amazing entwine of arms. It builds and it builds and it builds until I cannot see you as that person that first day anymore. You are so much more than that. I want so much more. But, for lack of better words, you are taken! Why! This is the worst timeline! I finally know what "right people, wrong time" means! I'm living it! And you are too. And you say you don't know what you want. You say we'll see. You say all these things, so why do I feel like you've already made your decision? I shouldn't think that, nor should I even be upset about this! We aren't even a thing! Why would I be upset!!! Why think such a thing?!
I can't believe it, but it's real!
I don't know, or maybe I don't want to know. Looking back, after everything, you did warn me. But it's me who ended up ruining myself.
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The Color Green
PoetryThis is a collection of works that is my way of thoroughly expressing what I'm feeling, seeing, and learning throughout life over the course of the last 3 years.
