I don’t even know what happened. I guess living out the college life, drinking, partying, and even joining a fraternity became your thing so you swept me away into a corner. You consistently brought up things that bothered me, and you still do.
You are no longer the person I get excited to see a text from on my phone. I actually get kind of worried to see what you have to say because your opinion seems like the only one that matters; my opinions are worthless and “stupid.”
“I do recall now
The smell of the rain
Fresh on the pavement
I ran off the plane
That July ninth
The beat of your heart
It jumps through your shirt
I can still feel your arms”
You used to put my mind at ease amidst bad thoughts. When we first met, you tried to win over your girl and show her off. You used to tell me I was beautiful even when I looked like a wreck. I can’t help but relive those times in my head and even sound a bit like Taylor Swift (as I quote her lyrics), but, I miss those times. Actually, I miss the you that helped to create those moments.
