Sticks and Stones

From Mars, To Jupiter

I fell so hard for you. I guess I just wanted something or someone to take my mind off all the bad things in life. It worked for a while, but I ended up falling oh so hard. You took me to a place I didn't know existed. You made me happy. It was good, but all good things come to an end, huh?

You told me we were forever. You said we wouldn't be like the rest. We could never fuck up so badly that we never speak again. You said I love you forever. Guess you didn't mean it.

You don't know how badly I wish I could talk to you. All I want to do is talk about you, even if it's negative, because I'd still be thinking about you.

Every night before I fall into deep sleep, I see you. I see you with your hazel eyes. I see you with your perfect smile, laughing without a care in the world. I see your freckles that only cover your nose, but I find them so comforting.

I want to hate you, but I don't. I wish you would call but I know you won't because you have to move on. Although it feels like you were waiting for me to stop trying with you.

And so here I sit thinking about you yet again with tears streaming down my face, because you're the only topic that I even care about anymore. The only topic I cared about ever, actually.

I didn't think things would end so quickly. Only a few years and I got pushed away like everyone else. I miss you and your laughs.

I wish you happiness, even if it means I'm not in your life.

From Mars, To Jupiter