Pillow thoughts

What could've been.

There is always "that" person for everyone
They're the ones with a direct line to your nerves
The one that always flickers your pulse like a match
The one that should have been
But never was

But life continues
And time passes
New loves spark
You're definitely through with them
this time
But then you catch the ocean in their eyes
across the room
And everything bursts back into existence
Reminding you
"How could you forget this?"
Demanding
"You didn't forget this"

And the fact is
There is always a reason
Not to finally walk across the room to them
A fallen tree blocking your path
A girl on their hip
A hand on your thigh
So you live in ignorance
And you leave it at stolen glances
And longing eyes

But the fact is
They will always be "that" person
Because the honest truth is
You're sitting alone in the kitchen
Heels still blistering your feet
Makeup smeared down your face
Swearing that you're through
But
this is still for them
For you

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