6 months

6 months ago,

as you may know,

 my thoughts were changed.

They were rearranged

to make room for some spice.

 

It was nice

to be all stirred up inside.

Except that I had to hide

all of the fun

from everyone

except for you.

 

It's true

I enjoyed our time together.

The weather

has changed now,

but somehow,

I still long for summer days,

and secret plays

that can never be.

 

Because we

never really happened.

I can pretend

that you still think of me.

But you see,

that just adds to the torture

that I have to endure.

 

Every day I pass by

your work and I try

not to think about you

but I do

 

Every time that I see

somewhere you might be

I can't help but to

hope I see you.

 

6 months ago,

Well... you know.