Walking right past you
by melissa lora
feeling peripheral in your eyes
i stare at you and look deeply in your vacant eyes
the emptiness horrified me
your cold skin
brought chills down my spine
its like a transformation
occurred from the guy who cared for my heart.
the thoughts you never shared
but the actions you spoke loudly
left me with the impression that
that whats left of you and me
is nothing but hardship.
the memories that we created
are dissapearing from the past
that i longingly contemplated
realizing how perfect you are.
but what is there for me think
just that unfortunately you're not a part of me
and what is it that i have done
this may sound rhetorical
but wasn't forever suppose to be not enough?