Monday, April 7, 2014

It was ours.

Listening to songs
Memories flooding back
Pounding in my head
Aching in my heart

I know I shouldn't miss you
Because the feeling has never been mutual
But you were my something special
and I don't think I'll ever let those moments go

From texts in the morning,
to hugs in the afternoon,
to movie marathons at night.
All of the cuteness, happiness, silliness
It was ours.

I know you don't care,
I know you don't remember.
But that doesn't mean,
that I have to be like that too.

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