Sometimes I wonder how we got there. We used to be so important to each other. But suddenly it fades. Just goes away, like the rustling leaves in a gentle hollow wind that you only see in a gentle Autumn day. So what really happened to us?
Well to be honest we never officially broke up. We're like weak magnets, slowly edging away from each other, a minute less per day. It was like a slow bomb. Tick tock. The countdown is up. Boom. It's gone.
Thats my story. We parted at the detonation. But I guess I still crave of her. That shy smile when you tell her she's beautiful, that cute laugh when her friends prank her with the lamest of pranks ever. When I try and find an imperfection, the list goes empty. My stomach aches of my longing for her, she brings denial to my head, because I know I shouldn't.
