From time to time I still think of how we rhymed. How we held hands and let our feelings die. How we held each other during the nights. How we trusted each other with our life. From time to time I think of how I loved. With full scale and nothing less. Your happiness was me doing my best.
I recall so much that I paid attention to. Like your eyes squint when you smiled so bright. Your adorable laugh and that cute giggle. Your soft hand finding cover in mine. That way you looked at me when you wanted me close. And the way you looked at me when I moved away. The way you smiled when you approached me at school on Fridays and Wednesdays. And the sad looks you gave me when I brought you home. I loved the way you'd kiss me the whole ride home, distracting me from the road. I loved the way you held on to me. The way you comforted yourself with me. I loved the ways you made me happy. With each and every detail. I loved the love you gave me.
But from to time that's on my mind, and I often wondered what was going through your mind...to just go...to just change...to switch your feelings...and make me think I'm the one to blame...
But I moved on but the question hasn't. I'll never have an answer so I don't lap around it.
