If you'd notice,
I distanced myself from you.
I'm sure you won't realize that.
You won't because you're too oblivious.
Avoiding you became a chore,
anything to not let my momentum falter.
My momentum of not caring for you.
I don't want to look into your eyes the way I used to.
I would fall.
Fall all over again.
Failing to get over you.
I won't do that.
Not to myself.
Not when you're with Her.
Heaven was a facade
to cover up the hellish experience
of nearly loving you.
If you'd notice,
I wouldn't even look at your way.
But, I'm sure you're too oblivious.
YOU ARE READING
it's one-sided, so I'll hide it.
ŞiirThings I'll never tell you, but share to the world in anonymity.
