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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Maybe one day, I’ll get over you. I’ll be able to walk through the crowded streets- And pass you by without a single thought about you in my mind… Maybe… one day … this will all make sense. The way you conveniently avoid me in the dam school hallways. While also conveniently taking the time to spam my inbox with useless messages we both know you are well above. (I wait for them everyday.) Then… silence Nothing for a day, a week, then a month. Your birthday comes. Of course I greet you, I’m not terrible. But wow… Are you angry at me??? (Message Received!) (Heart React)(Laughing Emoji) (Is there hope??) Maybe one day the gap between us will close. This seeming air choking me alive will finally stop. I’ll open my mouth then everything right comes out. No regrets. Maybe, just maybe, things will go back to normal. The endless intellectually stimulating conversations about anything under the sun. The stupid jokes just naturally coming out. That level of understanding. Or maybe, things could be more. Though it’s absolutely so stupid to think about. It doesn’t make sense. It feels so wrong. Yet simultaneously so right. I won’t deny it though. I’ve thought about it. A lot. (My 3AM Spotify Playlist has seen it all.) (A tear falls down my cheek). Oh my gosh, I’m going insane. Please help. But maybe, most likely, this really will be a thing of the past. Something that I will laugh about in an insane and crazy way. I’ll show up to that ten year reunion, and maybe you will too (probably not). We won’t ghost each other by then. Perhaps a small polite wave then we continue on with our lives. Maybe, by then, you’ll be with someone else. I mean, you probably will; you seem like the practical type. And by then, I probably will too. But the memories will haunt me. Maybe. I’ll be stuck walking around THAT oval in one direction. While you walk around in the opposite direction. Calculating exactly when our paths will cross again. (It doesn’t make any sense). Because time and time again, I don’t want this to be a thing of the past. I don’t think I would be able to stand it. Please. But then again, maybe it will. So at the end of today, tomorrow, and (maybe) forever, I’ll have to think about that “Maybe, one day…” I guess.
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