Will it always feel like this?
To hold my tongue
To stay away from what I miss?
Will there ever be a time
Where it hurts a little less?
To see you there
To catch your stare
When you know inside I am a mess
Until that day
I will not say
A hint of how I feel
Because we both know
And we understand
That our love was too surreal
Whether it was true
Or all in my head
Its still the one
That keeps me up in bed
So keep me here
Away from you
Til there’s nothing left
And there’s nothing left for me to do
But to let go of you
if i still keep what you gave
does it mean i still have hope?
there is a part of me that cannot tell
and cannot cope with letting go
with pictures and poems and letters from you
all stored in my safekeeping
maybe i just need some evidence
that our time was not just me dreaming
I remember prom like it was yesterday
When my biggest worry was who my date would be
Or what dress color suited me most
I remember sleeping through classes
Going to school in glasses
With not a drop of make-up on my face
When college seemed like a world away
And so did my first kiss
How did time bring me here?
When did my innocence disappear?
Why does the world have to change so fast?
When does every first become our last?