To: You.
From: Me.
I miss you. I can't stand you not being by my side. I can't stand seeing you with other girls, i can't stand you not calling me in the middle of the night, i can't stand not laughing with you, i can't stand not spending every day with you, i can't stand you not being here to make those silly jokes of yours, i can't stand you not being here when i need you the most. But worst of all, i miss talking with you, i miss our 3 am conversations about everything in between heaven and earth.
And it freaking hurts. Because it's so easy for you to pretend like i never was a part of your life. You laugh, you spend your nights with random girls, you're joking around. Living like we never even met, living a life without me by your side. I mean, it would hurt a little tiny tad bit less if you at least even could look at me.
Not sent.
To: You.
From: Me.
You forgot your hoodie at my house, i didn't know if you wanted it back or not so i left it in your locker..
Sent.

YOU ARE READING
Romeo
PoetryDo you remember Romeo, the boy who died for love. Do you remember Juliet, the girl who held the boy's heart in the palm of her hand. Do you remember their love, who shined brighter than stars on a night sky. ____________________ As the most teenager...