So you finally moved on……
I eventually accepted that I cared for you.
It was obvious once I spoke your name.
Our words stuck like scripture every time we talked.
The crazy part about the end of us, I’m still attempting to find out who is Cain and who is Abel.
I rewrote your feelings and now you are in the lost & found box wandering around, leaning on your best friends to restore the buildings I crushed.
Go ahead girl find yourself because I take full blame for your withdrawn symptoms.
I didn’t believe in magic until you disappeared.
I should’ve never tried to save you.
This is the phase where we move along without each other.
She will never talk to me once more, but she will never realize she was simply in the Poetry-Zone.