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Hallways

Hallways

Hallways

And I turn a corner

And there you stand

I know you saw me

And I know I saw you

And in that literal second I was absolutely terrified

You looked at me for half a second but that was enough to make me shake

But it wasn't just then, no

Lunch room

You watched me

I walked past you to take my tray, and I know you saw me

And I know I saw you

And I honestly wish I hadn't.

And I avert my eyes and I avert my attention to someone else, anyone else

I avert my anxiety to my phone and the person I miss most

I avert my anxiety to a thought,

"Does it really matter ?"

And truth is, it doesn't.

Hallways

Hallways

Hallways

I see you again

I walk past without second thought

Because I remember so clearly I used to only be looking at you. I remember my eyes never left you because I thought you were real.

But now my eyes face forward. I have somewhere to be this summer. I have to focus on money, on food, on packing, I have to focus on them.

And I have to focus in on not your eyes, no, but theirs.

Soft green eyes with hazel brown around the pupil.

Soft.

I focus on the softness and I focus not on you, but on my future.

So no, I will not look back at you. I will look forward and stare into the space that doesn't exist quite yet atleast.

I will stare at the sky hoping that they're looking at it too

I will not look back at you the way you looked at me

And what made me laugh, was that you looked scared too.

And I thought to myself,

"Good.

You should be."

Because I am new.

And I do not need anyone like you.

I've got hope.

And they may be far away, but that doesn't matter because distance doesn't equal worth.

I have hope.

And I won't bleed over you anymore.

And one day I won't flinch when I hear your name.

That day, im betting, will be this year sometime

I won't flinch when someone touches me.

I won't flinch. I won't bat an eyelash.

I will be stronger than you.

You're just a drop of blood in an endless ocean of hope and heart.

And you're dead to me.

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