You knew I liked you.

And it was tearing us a part.

“I love you”

I whispered to you as you died.

Well, not really…died.

More like… left me.

maybe I died?

I don’t really know.

Your forrest brown eyes,

gold magic weaving through

like the villages you built

with a paintbrush in hand

and cherry blossom pink on your face.

like the leaves you painted in the sky.

I knew you wouldn’t like me.

I really did.

After all, no one ever does.

Not like that atleast.

and it hurts.

It hurt when you stood their awkwardly

and im sorry I made you feel like you had to do that,

I really am!

We used to be best friends.

Now when you pass me in the city you don’t even smile.

not anymore.

and it hurts.

it hurts without you.

I miss you.

Please come back.

If I had a time machine I would go back

to when we could just call till 4AM and scream

Songs till we lost our voices.

Now our friendship is the only thing lost.

I love you, and it’s tearing us apart.

Because you don’t talk to me anymore.

Because we broke the bracelets

and promises.

I don’t want to tear us apart.