If the clock's hands could move counterclockwise
And my life would go back four weeks time
I wouldn't have looked in your direction
I wouldn't have stared into those two coffee colored eyes
Never have said hello
Exchanged numbers
I would have never laughed at your jokes
Shared parts of me
Lead you on
I would've stepped in the other direction
Away from you
And unfollowed pointless media
With your name
I would have never grown feelings
Or talked for hours
With rushed hellos
And long goodbyes
I never wanted those smirks
Blushed cheeks
Loud laughs
Favorite songs
If I could go back
I would have stayed a stranger
And you wouldn't have learned the hard lesson of infatuation
Our awkward time lapsed relationship
Would have been nothing
Four weeks ago
I would never have said hello
Because my feelings have turned into regrets
Ignored texts
And growing distance
Cracks turned into valleys
I'm erasing those four weeks
Erasing your brave heart
You never should have worn on your sleeve
I would have erased you
Goodbye infatuation
I never wanted you
YOU ARE READING
Alexithymia
Poetry(n.) difficulty describing feelings toward other people A mixture of poetry and late night thoughts by yours truly
