We hung out all day.
I felt tired but I stood awake.
I sat there playing games with someone
I never lost love for.
I started ranting.
They didn't seem to want to hear it and they told me that.
Later we are on the phone.
His presence makes me feel unknown.
No one knows me, I'm not alone.
The room around me began quiet and I heard the house set in.
"Tell me one of your stories"
I guess I never really heard it that way.
That beautiful way.
I didn't know what to rant about so they
named a subject I was ranting about but didn't finish.
I started speaking.
I felt the silence perice into my heart but all I heard by the end was him .
Him with his full attention on me.
Maybe it wasn't all on me, but I sure felt like it was.
This is a story for the guy I never lost love for and never will.
© My_thoughts.