You’re the guy I flirted with years ago, that sent me enough signal to know that you want me too.
You’re the guy I talk to during the night, when my eyes are filled with tears.
You’re the guy I call when something awesome happened to me- you’re the first person I want to share it with.
You’re the guy that makes me smile, the smile that they said, is something I only do when I’m with you.
Then I woke up one day,
I can no longer contact you,
I can no longer see you,
I can no longer touch you.
Then I ask myself, did you decide that you are much better with another? Or was it me who look for something new?
I saw you recently. All the memories came back. I feel like I still know you. But you is no longer you. You are now a stranger.
You’re not the guy anymore.
-Ren, Sept. 22, 2017, 11:22pm