i watch you move on-
but i realize you never held on
in the first place. i did.nevertheless, when i saw you,
after days turned into hours
after hours turned into minutes
and minutes turned into nothing
and all we were-
were strangers who felt something,
before feelings were crumpled
into paper balls that we
fiercely threw into the recycling bin,
before i remembered i could've-
should've said something-i guess all i felt
was an empty longing-
a vain desire
to have someone back-
to have you back.
but i never did have you in the first place,
did i?