The Frayed, Withered, Forgottened
Without a sound you left on your own, and with your mood, you suit yourself and comes about, walk the path that we've used to, and took me along with you, it was like it didn't happen at all, the lines of absence wasn't visable during that time, it was the only two of us. we ran away from the others to be alone, i want to know if i wasn't something, why you wanted to walk away from the pack. Now to think of it, you were leading me to the longer road but i wasn't sure, too confused actually to see what you had in store for me. we were alone together that period, tell me you don't feel anything.


We split and went off but virtualized we carried through. It was supposed to be right, because it felt that way. But when it all came to the end, there wasn't any fairytale behind it. We carried on the next day as i muddled in that fantasy, till it all ended with your sweet little words with your soothing sound that ran through my mind. You promised, you promised, you didn't say it but it was close enough to mislead me. You claimed a later, took a tomorrow into your content. I knew from experience that it never does, but could you blame a guy for having hopes and waiting by the computer to wait for your presence to reappear, holding on to a phone to expect a vibrate. It went past a day with a head hung low, a shattered unmade promised mess on the bottom of the heart, till it disintegrate when i found out, you won't start and neither would you reply..

If each person was a pathway, i'll be one, yellowed,abandoned,forgottened,cluttered and withered.

I love her, but i'll love it if you said yes