The Lost Girl.

Hi's and Goodbye's.

Here we are, You and I.
Hi's and Goodbye's, It started with what it seemed a innocent movie date, your hand held mine, your eyes interlocked mine, and who would've known, your heart, broke mine. It began with roses, and words of affirmation, to blocking, and acts of defamation. What changed? Was it the girl you told me not to worry about? I can't help but crave the answer as to why
you'd be so bothersome, as to why you'd step into my little life, and demolish what was so beautiful, what was so wholesome. My mind questioning and debating, as to why you said our shared trauma was so "relating," as to why you made it seem we had the same mindset when it was really just you delaying. I step back and look at this from a distance, and I can't seem to fix this, I begged for you to love me, not just from a distance, from a hug, a kiss, a post dedicated to me, like you did with her. I can't seem to come to a conclusion, was it just my delusion, that made it seem like you and i actually had some type of fusion. I wake up in cold sweats, fantasizing about you laying next to me, when you're really laying in the bed we made love in, the bed we planned our life in, the bed we hugged and held in. It's just the past though right, so tell me why i'm stuck with the repercussions, with the "love" you gave, which was really destruction, now the headache i wake up with, the feeling of waking up from a concussion, is the same feeling I had when our relationship had a interruption, such as her.
To Hi's and Goodbye's, To You and I, Romeo and Juliet, That died.