memories

[myeyesopened]

seeing her again was wierd... there she was, waiting in line at walmart with her boyfriend. As I called for her attention I watched her smile, it was so empty, nothing like i remember. I watched her eyes uneasily darting around for as far as we could see, for anything or anyone, just to avoid my eyes. Part of me wanted to sit for hours and catch up on everything, tell her what I have seen, where I have been, the people I've become close to and the person I love. I Wanted to hear where she has been, what she has seen and the people she's met, I seen that she had died inside. She dies without me, and she was so alive when I knew her. I pressed for a few answers and her quibs got me nowhere. I was talking to the shadow of a person I used to know. Soon enough there stuff was all rung up and they where headed out the door. I should have screamed at her, let her know how she has effected me, how she let herself die with him. How I had to struggle to get where I am today, all because of her, and her lies. About how I was robbed of something very special that I can't get back, in the name of a lie. About how I made a promise when I was very young and I broke it for her, now I break it every day, more than once. I wanted answers and to know how she could lie to me about such a thing with a smile on her face. Instead I smiled and said goodbye, only then I realized what I should have done... Kept walking.

goodbye... not goodnight.

don't.fuck.with.this*heart