i looked in the peep hole after you and saw you waiting for the elevator, part of me wanting to run out and get the answers I craved, and the other part stopping myself, stupidly believing I'd see you again.
Your last words to me were via text message - "I should have stayed, I wish I had."
That was almost 2 years ago.
I've not seen or heard from you since.
Only one question remains, brewed in a pile of sadness anger and hurt - Why?
I don't need the answer, but I want it. Too bad, we don't always get what we want.
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