Sometimes, I wish I could just go back.
Everyday I am haunted by our memories. I see everything that went wrong, and all the “what if”s. I can hear you play, like all the times you used to, and it echoes in my mind. It’s so beautiful; it’s the only thing that broke me. Where there never used to be tears now there is. On the inside, I feel like I’m already broken. Would you understand if I told you? I’m losing my patience, I’m being harsh to my friends. I can’t tolerate harmless jokes anymore. What is this?
I’m angry at you, but more at myself for feeling this way. I thought I was done with this. Why am I so blind to my feelings? I wish I knew.
You are the only thing I can think about. I hear your voice and I want to hit you and cry at the same time. I want to run, but I never want to leave your side. I’ve always loved you, you just didn’t know it. Now it hurts to say that I still love you, but now I’m sure we were never meant to be.