11. 15.July.2022 (19)

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by CiaTheBookNerd4

by CiaTheBookNerd4

11. 15.July.2022

On the perfect days,

The days we laugh,

I never want to end.

At out goodbyes I'll hold you tight and say 'don't leave'

And I'm not afraid you'll leave my life,

But afraid you'll change the next time we interact.

Your words less sweet and the tone is different,

Your smile not meeting your eyes when I tell a joke,

Or your eyes avoiding mine as though you're planning your leave.

And I'll ask you what's wrong,

But there isn't anything wrong.

It's just changed.

Just different.

I'm not longer what makes you happy,

No longer what you want to fill your time,

No longer a novelty.

You won't have to worry about hurting me, honestly.

I'm okay.

I'm used to this,

Was expecting this.

Actually, you're quite on time.

Four months in is a good trek,

Four months more I would've told you,

Four months on maybe it could've been different.

But four months ago I didn't know you at all,

So thank you, Mr four months,

For being here at all.