You make me feel….
So many things….
So many different emotions…
So many words…
Too many to describe…

Your shaggy brown hair…
So brown its black…
Your smile…
I used to think was cute…
Your shirt, so different from everyone else’s…
I can always tell its you…
With that shirt…
I think I may have memorized the colors…
The texture…
The exact design…
Scary, I know, for someone who doesn’t like you anymore…
At least, I don’t think I do…


My mind is filled…
Filled with anxiety…
Filled with dreams…
Filled with problems…
That need to be fixed…
You are one of them…
One of those problems…
One of the issues that needs to be helped…



I need to let go…
To forget you…
To remember you’re a jerk…
To remember I’ve held on for too long…
To remember that you’re not mine…
To remember…
It won’t happen…
‘We’ won’t happen…
Until you like me…
Which I am not planning on…
Because I know if I dream, it only wounds my heart…
If I think about you, it only burns me…

I thought I was done…
I thought I was over you…
I thought my dreams had slipped away…
Then suddenly…
I took an overdose, of you…
Too much talk…
Of you…
Too much…
They prank called you…
I laughed to hide my confusion…
For I hadn’t talked to you in a while…
I barely remembered you…
I bumped into you in the hallway…
They showed me pictures of you…
I started to notice you again…
And I fell…
Again…
And I can not climb up again…
I am too weak to get out of this hole…
Again…