How can it be? How is it that? How… has a person who meant so much… Become just a passing thought? You use to be the one I waited for Watched for texts from And prayed would notice me. Just days ago I figured That you meant the world to me. But now as I linger The thought is not what I believed. I watched your texts come in. I saw what you had to say. But now I'm not sure what I believe As I read them and walk away. Hours pass And thoughts drift by You were once my main thought But now as the seconds fly by You become a mere second thought A breath that passes by. Were my feelings wrong? Did I misunderstand? Or was I seeing through a pink stained glass with a clouded view? It could be any of those As it seems that I no longer can feel The butterflies That used to swarm me At every thought of you I guess it’s all over And that this is goodbye It was fun having you as my world But now that I’ve let go… My world has become my own.
P.S. The featured image is not my photo, I found it on We Heart It.