spilled ink

vingt-quatre

january;
your secret prolonged gazes and the mint smell of your breath from your favorite brand of gum that i tasted on your lips when you kissed me
february;
the cold chill of your eyes when you were having a bad day and the feeling i got in my stomach when you told me that i looked pretty that day
i wish you could've dried my tears when i found out that you had a girlfriend
march;
the color of your bright green eyes and how they brighten every time you look at me, this is
also the month that i realized your mood affects me more than it probably should
april;
the month that you told me that you broke up with your girlfriend and i was ecstatic about it,
but i didn't want to be a rebound
may;
everyone knows that we're into each other,
but the question is do we¿
one more month until the summer ends,
are we still friends¿
june;
unspoken words and heated stares
school finally ends,
and i heard that you have a new girlfriend now, i'm happy for you, but a part of me hopes that she's just a summer fling
july;
the weather is in the high 90s,
and i've met this new guy at my job, he reminds me of you. i realized that he wasn't you when his hand inched towards my crotch after i told him no, i don't know if i'm sweating from fear or the temperature outside
august;
school is starting soon,
and i can't wait to see you again
you're still with your new girlfriend,
but you don't treat her like one
september;
turns out that i was right since you broke up with her, i heard it from one of our mutual friends and i wondered, will i be next¿
or am i just another girl to you¿
october;
the smell of fall reminds me of the vanilla scent  i used to spray because you told me it was your favorite scent
november;
it's been almost a year since we've met,
should i move on now¿
a part of me wants to but another part of me thinks that there's still hope
december;
you've found someone new again,
but you don't look at her the same way you look at me, am i imagining things or
should i finally let you go