A.F
And I admit I sometimes blame myself
a little too much,
Somehow I find it easier than to really question myself what made you change your mind
and what made you leave the way you did.
I wonder if you think about me at night,
at night when silence appears,
and there are no distractions,
I wonder if it was just a lie or if you do miss me sometimes
and some other times I just feel stupid for wondering so much
but its difficult since you left with nothing said;
crazy how the people we think we like turn out to be someone else,
makes you feel strange and keeps you awake,
for some nights and some days,
your pictures and all of our jokes,
are still living here, I like to keep them as if you were still here,
just in case you call, in case you text
telling me you’re sorry and it was all a mistake
telling me you meant every touch, you meant every word,
I just can’t help but wonder where did i go wrong,
and I can’t understand how you ended it all so easily
if you really felt all that you said you felt,
makes me believe you didn’t feel anything at all
and this was for me clearly more than this was for you,
and its okay, I wish you understand,
I still wish you the best
and that all the love never turned into hate
its still here, and will be here
waiting for someone else
someone who will hopefully make it right
and if he doesn’t,
would have a good reason to say goodbye.
