He turned around and looked right at me and said nothing. Not even hi. It was as if the months we spent together, the time I spent thinking about him, just weren't important, as if they never happened. You changed so much. I guess that's what happens. I wish you knew how much you changed me. I wonder if I've changed you, if your life is different because of me. You taught me so much, and now we don't even talk to each other. I guess that's what happens.
YOU ARE READING
At the end of the day all we have is memories
PoetryIf I can help someone with my writing then that's what I'll do I'll keep on writing
