I don't miss you, I miss your memory. I don't love you, I love the thought of you.

I don't miss you, I miss your memory. I don't love you, I love the thought of you.

 

 

As I walked his way, even from a distance I knew there was something there. it wasn't anything such as a "I knew you are the one" kind of moment, but it was something new that I was being introduced to. It was forgien to me. He was the bad boy that I was supposed to stay away from and I contained the innocence of every 14 year old girl. I was infatuated. I became obsessed with the thought of us being together, the only thing holding us back was distance. it wasn't long before we were trying to see one another all of the time. I started to love him.. I was falling face first for this boy in a deep abyss. he claimed to feel the same, but whether he did or not, all I could see was him. this went on for  years. we would be together and something would tear us apart. our friendship would never be the same. everytime we would try to be "just friends" it would never work.. but I think we both new that.. we wanted to be together; we wanted that fight to strive for one another, but the answer was always the same.. "the time wasn't right", and it wasn't, it never will be. but why after years that I still care? why after all the lies and abandonment did I still want this delequint after all of the hurt and anger he has caused. why after so long of not speaking did I want him to come crawling back, even though I was with the most amazing guy that I was madly in love with. why would this one kid make me second guess my decisions when he obviously didn't have to think twice about me.