And The Hatter Committed Suicide

The way your hands move as you speak

Makes me burning on my cheek

Those words come out with a pause

Is it sin, or it’s the flaws?

How deep can I look through you?

Is there anything you can’t do?

They’ll all be lost without you

Why are you still blue?

Stay here

in my dreams

you belong here

Why can’t you be here with me?

I liked you, But when exactly I fell in love with you? Was it really love? If it was, how could time convinced me it is not there anymore? It was not love it was a fling. *omg I’m so Michael Scott. Or Kelly Kapoor. From The Office*

Fucking stupidity didn’t win. Common sense won. I’m glad I’m over it. I’m glad I’m over you. No rebound needed. Cool.

When exactly did this happen? When did I suddenly remember all the awful things you’ve done, instead of those bubbles of happy memories we shared. You don’t mean that awful lot to me anymore. As I have been to you. I was never your main person.

You can ignore my chat for days now, I don’t care. I’m just still worried. Are you alive?

 But it’s good tho. I have fond memories of you, and I hope you do too. But now I’m really going to treat you like you treat me. Just. Like that. As friends, who aren’t involved in each others’ lives. Still friends tho.

The admiration I had, is still there. Cause you’re an awesome person in general, with so much talent. A part of my heart still adores you for the things you’ve reached. But that’s it.