The time ceased while we walked pass each other in the hallway of a place we both hate, at least that's what you told me. I'm walking forward trying to keep my head still and bent and not look at you but the feelings overwhelmed me and I turned my head watching you laugh with your idiotic friends. I've never seen you act this way before it was like you're a totally different person, you're not the same person I used to talk to at 4am when I'm having my anxiety attacks and mental breakdowns, you've changed and your feelings towards me changed as well. I can feel the tension of awkwardness between us as we sit apart each other in the library, I'm reading our favorite book as you sketch comics at the back of your notebook. We're seated vertically apart at the table I'm trying not to look at you again, I'm trying not to get my hopes up that you'll look at me too. Again the feelings were too much I just had to look and there you were watching me, your eyes moistened with tears, your hands shaking. You got up from your seat grabbed my hand and pulled me outside, it was raining I couldn't believe that this was happening it was like I was in a romantic movie but this movie had an overwhelming twist. You started to yell at me, all of your friends peeping through the tiny window at the back, you told me that you never loved me, that you said you loved me that day so that I can feel comfort because I was pretty messed up. Warm tears ran down my cheeks as you dropped my hand and turned your head and walked away, I guess you've been wanting to get that out of your chest for a long while now. I sat on the bench drenched from the rain sobbing as the students walk pass me laughing and mumbling words under their breath to the next person next to them, I then told myself feelings change and so does the people you thought you knew. The next week we passed each other on the hallway again but this time it wasn't me watching you, it was me watching someone else while they look at me to. Sometimes we waste our precious time on people that just aren't worth it instead of appreciating those who do deserve our love and attention, just remember hope is something that you can hold on too and it's also something that
can break you into tiny little pieces.
