Moving On
I looked in his eyes with the greatest affection
and for once I thought my life was perfection
he never knew how much i cared
since i feelings were left unshared
dreams, thoughts, and sometimes cries
he never got how had i tried
tried to be good enough
but life is tough
the depression of this teenage girl
i looked in his eyes, my head in a swirl
i knew i wouldn't see those eyes anymore
he said his last words and walked out the door
i watched his car drive around the bend
see? all good things must come to an end.
I miss your hugs, i miss everything about you.
I miss the fact that we used to laugh about stupid crap...
I miss our friendship... i miss the old us...
The depression of this teenage girl is hard for her...
I'm not used to being depressed, i'm used to being a happy person..
But now i'm not.. I cared but that's fine..
I'll just go and keep my distance for a while...
I hope we can be friends...
Just friends...
Goodbye ...
Copyright © Tierra Stump | Year Posted 2017
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