wish i was fortunate enough to have never known you.
i wish i was one of the billions of people in the world
that don't know you exist.
i've thought about calling you so many times since you left.
i still have your phone number memorised.
each time i call someone,
i start typing your digits, then remember.
and while i remember your phone number,
and many other things about you,
such as the fact that you hate chocolate ice cream,
but love chocolate chip cookies,
other people don't even know your name or the colour of your eyes.
they're a chocolate brown that turns into pure gold
when the sun hits just right.
oh god, i wish i could forget you eyes.
the picture of us from last fall,
leaves in my hair, both of us laughing,
just contains two strangers to most people.
and the girl who witnessed our first kiss
thought nothing of it and moved on like i never will.
so here i am, laying in bed, sobbing and holding the sweater you left behind
while someone else in the world sees you
and doesn't feel anything.
