Perspective Stories

You misunderstood  That's not what I said  Was not with my mom  I was out with friends You misunderstoodI said I'd be lateAnd we didn't confirmI miswrote the date This is all you  And your issues of trustYou always blame meWhen it’s clearly your fault Your blame of meFor what’s in your headIs unfair and meanAnd should stay unsaid Your behavior is reallyKind of abusive  You never believe me  You force me to prove it Fine....

Those smiles. Those names. Those looks. Those gestures. Those touches. You know the ones, You fell in love with. They are still there, They touch you. In ways you never, Expected, Wanted, Needed. You didn’t want to see. You didn’t want to feel. You didn't want to remember. You didn’t want to need. But some way, Some how, Some force, Some time. It hit you like a wall. You didn't know what do. What to think. What to say. So...