Thoughts, Never Words. (Poetry Collection)

Thinking

I can't stop thinking of you
And the nights we spent under the stars
Talking for hours,
In the freezing cold.
My lips chapped,
And my fingers almost blue,
My nose red and runny.

And yet I somehow felt warm.
Lying next to you,
On the cold and wet grass,
Next to the swings,
At our old park,
I was happy.

You had always been there for me.
And I wasn't for you.
You left,
And that's okay,
But I'll never stop thinking of you.

We were best friends.
Who would have known?
That it wasn't 'friends forever'
Like we promised all those years ago.