Moments, Wasted. Memories, Neglected.

Wasted Moments, Neglected Memories

And he left,

He left the girl again,

Without saying the reason, no one can tell.

Never know when will he come back,

And when he finally does,

Her eyes will be swollen red from black.

But he came back from his pack

Because he knew someone was waiting for him

But never did he talk back,

He wanted to, but no words are coming from his mouth.

Though a text was filling inside of him,

He was taken aback, pulling his words apart.

Her swollen red eyes from black,

Became blue with humor and joy,

Because finally, he's back.

Apart from the subsidiaries of the past

Yes, he replied, but once again left,

Left her alone, still waiting for a signal to talk back.

But giving signs isn't his type,

This time he does and it freaked her out.

He misinterpreted her words,

And thought she despise him.

But in fact, the girl looks forward to talking to him,

Even if it's from morning to evening.

He suddenly stopped talking,

Maybe tired of conversations.

She tried waiting, but because of exhaustion,

Without further ado, she has slept with a question;

"Is he irritated with my prescence,

Or is he lonely with my abscence?"

She tried to contact him with ease,

But his response is as cold as the morning breeze.

After the encounter he disregarded her again,

Minutes, turned into hours, days, weeks, months,

She waited and waited, but no one talked back.

Suddenly he came back,

Her saddened eyes was quickly filled with joy and delight.

They chatted, and waited for time to pass by.

Enjoying every moment, they cherished the day,

Because this might be the last, no one can say.

They didn't expect they would bump with each other,

Never thought they would click together.

No one knows their hidden closeness

Even how close they are, no one has unveiled their secret.

Their struggles to ignore each other increases,

But their closeness never decreases.

But who knows, one day all will be changed,

Her willingness to talk to him will increase,

And his awkwardness from her will cease.

But then something came up,