pt 2. miles i wish i could forget how you snort when you laugh all the memories we made and our shared scars. why did i have to make you cry? my mommas warned me not to mess with love. i should’ve listened to them. it wasn’t your fault, i know but now, i can’t face you because if i make you hurt again i’ll never be able to face myself. the carefree childhood we shared was painted by ignorance if we live without caution we’re bound to get hurt. there’s no way to make it right but at least i can try to not make things between us any worse than i already have. we were stupid kids but childhood had to end now you can discover yourself apart from us, from what we were. i’ll never forget your smile or how cute you are when you’re mad but i wish i didn’t see your crying face every time i close my eyes. you try to talk to me every once and a while but i have to ignore your texts why are you still so stubborn? i took the axe so you didn’t have to now you can plant your own seeds, sow a tapestry of your life. a rainbow isn’t complete without red. you haven’t changed in 8 years even though i wish you would still a piece of our puzzle but you can be whole on your own. i saw the way you looked at me but you deserve so much better we’d have to break eventually and i knew you would hate me. but i’d rather you hate me than to love, and to lose if we had gotten closer, the end would’ve pushed you over. i wish you’d just forget us my heart breaks watching you hold on. is this how you felt when i left? so cold and alone, lost in your thoughts? i wonder if there’s a way to give yourself amnesia.
