You fell asleep in class today and I think it might have been one of the most adorable things I've ever seen. And seeing you so peaceful, with zero cynical spikes, god, thats who I had fallen for. But, you aren't him anymore. You woke up, and I woke up, and now we're simply shadows waltzing around each other.
And frankly, I don't miss you.
I'm okay.
I mean, yes, I do miss you at times. The stupid bantering that we had down to a 'T'.
But, really, it's a good example of pulling through. Because, hell, I was crushed.
I won't lie about that. It hurt a lot, but I'm fine now.
We aren't talking, and probably won't ever.
Oh well.
Amen for high school.
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