Poetry of 2015-2017

07.26.17

Isn't it crazy howclosewewere when we first met?
Wewereinseperable

And as time drifted, we s t a r t e d t o d r i f t a p a r t
I t w a s l i k e w e d o n ' t k n o w e a c h o t h e r a n y m o r e.
A n d w e b e c a m e s t r a n g e r s

It's okay, I tell myself this everyday
It's okay that you decided to talk to everyone else
Call everyone else your best friend
It's okay to hang out with the same friends everyday
It's okay that I have to see this everyday online
And it's not okay for me to say that I have to see this because it's my choice to look on social media.
But it's not my choice to let it take over me.
My aunt told me, if it's meant to be, it will happen
And I'm waiting for that to happen

Waiting for the friends to get in contact with me and go back to the way things were.
But I was hurt back then, I don't think I want to let the past devour me.
Like my feelings devour over my mind where the thoughts of you appear whether it's 12 pm or 4 am.
Time is growing
People are changing
Memories last forever
I don't have to remember the memories or like them
But I do think time has a valuable meaning
And I don't want the people changing to change how my time should be spent if that one day, turns out to be out of nowhere when they realize they missed out on everything.

Missed out on me