Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Spring Comes in Winter

Spring comes in winter
As sunshine pours through windows
I eat my breakfast

Days are all a blur
How does the time past so fast?
Can't keep up with it

Probably content
But occasionally still
A painful throbbing

Fucking Austria
It is a real town I swear
Let's go there someday

To be honest I still really miss you. We were really close to becoming close friends but then that happened and we started to drift apart. I thought you wanted to be good friends with me. I thought you like me. But now I don't know. I should have been angrier with you and at at time I think I acted like I really was. But honestly I was just sad. Because I didn't want what happened to happened. I didn't want to become distant. I feel at ease around you and like we really could connect. I look back on the times we spend together with fondness. I want to still talk to you and see you, but I don't know if you would do that because you felt the same or because you wouldn't want to hurt me. I think at one point I could have fallen for you, and maybe I did. But now I just want to go back to being friends, even though that might not be possible at all. Because now you are good friends with you and there isn't a place for me. I don't really know what I want at this point. I don't know what I should want. But I find myself longing to talk to you again.

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