I'm looking down.
Staring at my feet, just so I don't have to look into your eyes.
It's not like I don't want to look into your eyes.
I just fear that it will make this „Goodbye' way harder, than it already is.
I'm afraid.
Feeling my heart beat loudly in my chest, hoping you don't hear it.
It's not like I don't trust you enough to tell you that I like you.
I just fear that it will make this „Goodbye" way harder, than it already is.
I'm stepping forward.
Moving slowly towards you and giving you this last (somewhat awkward) hug.
It's not like I don't like to hug you.
I just fear that it will make this „Goodbye" way harder, than it already is.
To be honest, I actually don't ever want to let go.
I want to freeze this moment and keep this feeling of your arms wrapped around my body forever.
With you I feel safe, like all of this is just a bad dream.
But it is not, so I let go.
I don't look you in the eyes again.
I'm afraid you could see the little tear that's making it's way down my cheek.
I step back.
You step back.
We leave in opposite directions, not sure when or even if we will ever see each other again.
- 05/28/19
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Poetry, Thoughts And Shortstories
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