I never thought we'd end this way.
I honestly thought we'd be a 'forever'.
I thought we'd always laugh until
we couldn't breathe, together.I thought we'd always walk
into our favorite/least favorite
building, together.I thought we'd be a 'forever'.
But now I see you,
laughing until you can't breathe, with her.And walking into our favorite/least favorite building, with her.
But I can't tell if you're truly happy,
or not.Maybe, one day, we'll meet again
on that smelly old bus I met you on,
and we'll talk like we used to.We'll laugh, like we used to.
YOU ARE READING
|midnight thoughts|
Poetrya collection of midnight thoughts, a collection of small voices that are desperate to be heard. -trigger warning- cover by @CNS2004 #135 on 1/12/17