You walk down an isle of Autumn leaves
Kicking against the fallen parts of trees
You look up and there she is
You haven't seen her in a long while
Old feelings, old crush, resurrects
Past promises, past sacrifices, burning incense
You meet her and ask how she has been
The guy she chose over you, cheated on her
You become her rock in such times
You become her beacon when the snow slides by
You always watch over her wounds all night
You dry her tears after crying with all her might
You show her how to live again
You show her how to cross out the pain
Months pass, you feel even more attracted towards her
You tell her how you feel, she says nothing
One month later, she says yes to another guy
And tells you how nice he is and how happy he makes her
And off she goes to this other guy
Things are back to square one, lonely nights
No calls, no text, no nothing
How does this story end, begin from the beginning
And some might ask why some people are Philophobic?
Why not? The gain in evol is microscopic
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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