June 29, 2011
You get up to leave,,

Turning your back onn me

like everyone else.

Not seeing the tears

Fall cause i know

you'll start crying too.

You walk out of the room,not knowing

That your leaving my life as well.

Did you not see it coming?

The tears,my hand waving

goodbye to your back.

Me placing my hand on the window

as your figure slowly disappears,

the rain, thunder, lighting-anything at all?

Me whispering"Bye Sk8terdude" to your back

hoping you heard.

Then calling your name to an empty hallway....

Hoping you'd change your mind.

But you didn't and I'm all alone

now but I don't mind.

I like your memories at the

Back of my Mind never to see

The front of my Mind.

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