Your smile tears at my flesh.
Begging to be let in,
You scream my name.
Time moves slow,
As I watch every move you make.
You move like the waves of the ocean.
Calm and collected.
Sometimes,
You move with such extreme caution,
You can't see too far ahead.
You don't see a future with me,
But you don't see one with him either.
I thought we had it good,
But then you threw my number in the bin.
You turned your head without saying goodbye,
And never once did you look back.
Without looking back,
I fell to the ground.
Wishing.
Hoping.
Praying.
For you to come back.
We were good together,
Now we're just specs of rust.
