I almost forgot to write this.
I wanted to put it off as much as possiable,
To give him time to respond,
But he didn't.
It doesn't hurt that much.
I mostly gave up on him.
If he replies he'll be sympathetic,
And I'll say it's okay when it's not.
I can daydream about him freely,
Because I know he won't come back,
And I'm strangely okay with that.
YOU ARE READING
A Summer Story
PoetryA story of a stupid girl that didn't say goodbye and regrets it everyday.
