I Still DO

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I still do,

Still get the urge

To text you,

Still get the urge to tell you

Whenever something happens

Still think of you every time

Someone hurts me

But then I remind myself

That not long before

These eyes of mine

Were puffed, flowing with tears

Because of what you did to me

Then I remind myself how you don't want me

How you probably never valued me

How you probably never even considered me a friend

How it took you no time to throw me out of your life

How you ended every possibility of a conversation

With an eight-line text & two sorrys lining it

And then my heart clenches

At the memory of all the words we exchanged

And my fingers automatically stop

Stop me from sending you that one 'hi' again

Wasn't that how it all started?

Strangers, then friends, and now

Strangers who know each other too much

At least you do,

I don't feel like I can say

That I ever knew you,

doesn't feel like that anymore.

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