Remember when we would sit in history and science class,
and ignore what the teacher was saying?
All of the talks we had,
instead of doing our assignments.
I'll never forget the day when we first met.
Out of all the seats to sit in,
you sat behind me;
our friendship started to evolve.
The times when we would share headphones,
and either listen to "My Chemical Romance" or "Mayday Parade."
You would follow me around,
no matter if we had the next class together or not.
You would always look at me like I was priceless,
try to make me laugh just to see me smile,
and text me as much as you could.
We liked each other.
I screwed things up.
I pushed you away,
and I regret it everyday.
I miss you.
July 10th, 2019
YOU ARE READING
If It Wasn't For You
PoetryYou never know what you will come across in life, rather if it'll be your future husband or wife. I've developed an entire new view, if it wasn't for you. You'll travel my journey line by line. Come along for the ride. Live in someone else's shoes f...