red wont stop me. i did it. i shot the bullet. and came back, behind my back. my hair started to cover my face, now reaching my lips. i started to distance even more, worse and worse. i could never see her eyes the same way, ever. i was too young, to realize anything. but i wouldnt catch you either. i didnt want to, knowing id be too weak to hold you again. the more i saw her, the sadder i got and had flashbacks, of everything. mostly the look on her face. she was helpless, down; and it was now my turn even if i want it or not. i didnt know if i missed her or just felt shitty about the whole thing. but it all just meant i wasnt over her. and it seemed no sign of getting over her.
i thought about that night in feburary. the day when we agreed to. then the nights we had, countless hours lost on the phone talking about random bullshit. then the first kiss; awkward, but i wouldnt forget it. her lips tasted like june, and her hair in the way. my smile wiped away when i thought of the end. i went to sleep after that.
