it feels like a year has passed since we’ve last talked,
& yet i look at the days on the calendar,
only for reality to strike me to show its been less than a week,
time is truly relative when you’re stuck in your mind,
the days pass by within a blink,
& yet,
so much has happened within that small time frame,
i wish i could tell you about it,
but i wont say a word,
it may be my pride,
but im always the one to say something first,
time after time,
im the one who misses you more between the two of us,
you’re willing to let this love die,
while i keep throwing my heart into the fire to reignite the bond between us,
this time,
i wont let that happen,
as i let the hours turn into days,
days into weeks,
& im scared of them becoming months,
if you want to let your...