I see you.

Sitting across the aisle in the church.

They tell us to say hi to everyone around us.

You come over and say hi.

I say hi.

I feel awkward.

You say you’ll see me later.

I say okay.

You walk away.

Church continues.

Life continues.

It always continues.

Whether you’re with me or not.

I pray.

I pray that God will help me to get over you.

It works, for 20 minutes.

I see you again.

You’re on the dock with your friends.

I stare at you from where I’m sitting, but you don’t know it.

You leave.

I stay.

I want to follow you.

But why?

Why would i?

I cant.

I go inside.

I sit with my friends.

You come inside.

You sit with your friends.

You pick up a guitar.

You play my favourite song.

Do you know it’s my favourite song?

You’re killing me.

I want you.

I want you so bad.

Do you know you’re killing me inside?

Do you know how I feel about you?

I hear your voice.

I don’t even like your voice.

But I like you.

In fact I think I might love you.

But that doesn’t matter.

I know you don’t want me anymore.

You’re doing a good job at showing me that.

I sit at the table.

You sit next to me.

You talk to me like we’re friends.

Like we’ve always been friends.

Like nothing else has ever happened.

You look at me with you’re bright green eyes.

I melt.

I’m mad.

Why are you doing this to me?

Why are you tempting me like this?

If you don’t want me, stay away from me.

Don’t look at me with those eyes I can’t resist.

I leave.

I feel relieved.

I feel sad.

I feel alone.

I want you.

Do you realize how much I want you?

I hate myself for giving you up.

How could I be so stupid?

Now I know I’ll never have you again.

Never.

Never.

Never.

I cry as I write those words.

I miss you.

Everyday I miss you.