it's halfway during summer and the first day of july
two months ago,
i hoped that the color of your eyes wouldn't cloud my thoughts this summer like they did the one before
i guess i was wrong because it's 3 am and the angry sound of thunder reminds me of us
or at least what we used to be
the sound of rain rushing down my window reminds me of the tears i feel on my pillowcase
the lighting i see out of the corner of my eyes reminds me of that day when i realized that this is more than a crush
i should probably stop writing about you now,
you're only just a waste of my time
YOU ARE READING
spilled ink
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