thoughts & feelings

rooms

i hate being in the same room as you
being able to look over at you
when you're talking to your friends
and laughing,
smiling,
with the very same smile that keeps me obsessed with you

and i hate being able to talk to you still
still having stupid little inside jokes
and you still making the jokes
while i speak to you
i hate every single part of it
i wish i wasnt in this room with you

i hate being in this room
because i know this is all inside my head
and while youve probably completely forgotten any part of 'us' that ever happened
the memories remain solid,
in my head
i hate the feeling of being trapped in a room with you
where im free to leave,
but my legs wont move
theres nothing tieing me down,
but everything feels like chains holding me to this room
where you and i dont exist anymore
but i can still speak to you