Sometimes I feel like I was under a spell when we split.
And it's my fault.
But I'm not happy lately.
You're not mine anymore,
but what breaks me is how you're thinking lately.
That one day when I hugged you,
you seemed very scandalized, and
I thought bout that for a few days,
to me, I thought you hated me.
Now I'm in one of your classes, you ignored me,
so I just guessed that, you hated me for hugging you,
and you'd just hate me in general.
The bell rang, and you approached me with a hug.
I'm glad we can still talk to each other.
People keep saying I'm sad, I think I'm sad because we are not an 'us' anymore.
It tears me apart the majority of the time.
