I fell for you quickly.
I fell for the way you know my face.
I fell for the way you walk.
I fell for our failed high fives.
I fell for the way you know me.
I fell for the comfort of you.
I fell for you slowly.
I fell for the way you treat your books.
I fell for the songs you told me to listen to.
I fell for the way you blush.
I fell for your laugh.
I fell for your smile, that smile.
You hate your smile, but it makes my day.
I fell for the way you are.
I fell for us.
But then it went away.
I don't know where it went.
I remember all of it.
I'm left grasping at these remnants.
I'm left looking hopelessly into the distance for it.
I miss it.
I miss you.
I miss the way you made me feel.
I miss us.
You're still my best friend, but I see you drifting away.
It feels inevitable.
I seem to do this a lot.
I fall for someone but then I'm left alone.
Only this time, I left you alone.
I tell you why, but I can never seem to quite to explain it right.
I don't want you to drift away,
But maybe I'm the one drifting away.
Swept back under the way.
I can see the face I once knew,
But it is blurred by the waves.
Distorted.
I can't come back from this.
I'm saddened as I see you falling for another.
The feelings I used to have, the feelings I know I had are saddened as they see you leave.
I'm happy you've moved on,
But I can't help feeling as though I'm being left.
I know I was the one who left.
I was the stupid one.
I was the one that did the hurting.
I've always been the one hurt,
But now I hurt you.
I wish I could go back to being hurt,
Rather than hurting others.
At least then I could comfort myself with quotes.
Ones that let me know I'm not alone.
But no one talks about the inflictor,
Only the hurt.
The hurt deserved to be talked about,
They are the ones who've survived.
The inflictor is forgotten,
Left to the depths of history.
Left behind,
Forgotten,
Because I drifted away.
