X.
I SEE IT NOW.
we are a shell of what we used to be. not friends, never lovers. please let's fix this, i want to say, i don't want your name to ever leave a bitter taste in my mouth, or a dull ache in my heart. i don't ever want to see you in every lonely street corner or beautiful stranger. please, can you say it for me so I don't have to?
sometimes i think about that night when the pitter patter of the rain woke something in us. i think about the things i never said to you, how different our lives could be right now if i just had the courage to open my fucking mouth at the right time instead of speaking it all in my head. was this second trip my opportunity at a second chance? or was the chance of you and I ever becoming a "we" gone the moment I ruined that first kiss?
would you ever have left if we had never came back to this stupid old town?
