people are beginning to realise
i mean
they are
but they aren't
they ask questions
and they're suspicious
but believe me when i shut them down
and you won't talk to me.
the day after i told you
you came and checked up
"hey, how are you doing?"
it was a 'i know you're suffering, and i feel bad'
and i just shrugged
"as okay as i can be."
you grimace
i guess that's not the answer you wanted.
"no but seriously, how are you doing?"
"..i'm fine."
and so
you ignored me.
you wouldn't talk to me alone
only in groups
and even then it was awkward
but i began to get used to the pain
and i began to see things about you i hadn't seen before
and maybe
maybe this is a good thing
because if this carries on
maybe i could get over you.
YOU ARE READING
him.
Poetryno name was mentioned but you thought of someone, didn't you? ...i definitely did. i think i always will.
