i tried to put things back as they were before, when everything almost fell into the right places though when moving on was one of the hardest, when strangers were just strangers.
you were the first good thing that happened to me in July. you were at your weakest, i somehow took advantage on that. you were vulnerable and i could sense the sadness that was all over your words.
the doodles!
you told me, "you're nice."
it was something i didn't expect because we had really nothing.
i told you it's not over yet, you could still have her.
i wrote down "stay close, don't go." it was not meant for you but you thought so and told me you wouldn't go.
you were but a stranger. you had my heart leaping at that.
i didn't know i was more vulnerable.
it was then finally over between you and her.
i did care much.
you were so young, so innocent yet so stubborn. (that i love!)
your pain was in excess, i grieved with you.
i was there when you were at your weakest.
we were cozy.
we doodled until our heart...