On the last day of school, you hugged me.
You were crying and so was I.
I didn't expect it at all and I thought I would never see you again.
I'm glad you hugged me though.
It's like all the hurt and sadness you had put me through had vanished.
You felt like an old home.
Like the smell of a burning fire.
Like looking up at the stars, knowing there's something beautiful out there.
Like the colour orange or the sound of an out of tune piano.
Your eyes were rich like chocolate but with tears flowing, like a waterfall.
You had brought me warmth, most of my life but then you left.
You didn't come back but you hugged me.
It was like pouring your emotions out as ink onto a blank sheet of paper.
It was sad, yet comforting.
I'm glad you hugged me.
I don't hate you, I don't not miss you.
