i remember
all the nights,
all the long walks
down at kelly drive,
never been a memory
of you
i didn’t forget,
even though i wish
i could,
sometimes,
i wish i never
fell in love
in the first place,
‘cause since then,
you and i
have never been
the same.
the lucid dreams
where i think of you
on the walk home
stick in my psyche,
words i speak
playing like an
internal monologue
on repeat,
it all feels so real
but then i wake up,
my morning tea
offers me a dose
of reality
that even after
all this healing,
i still never got over
the feeling.
start to thinking
i should leave you alone,
but if i did,
it’d look like
i never saw you
as a friend,
like i only
wanted you
for the romance
and that’s never
been true,
but i don’t feel
like nothing special,
and it’s hard
not to go so cold,
so go have fun
at the party
while i figure out
who i really should be.
do i even belong here?
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