It's like that warm summer air you feel when they walk towards you. It's like that breeze of cool on that noiseless fall day. Sometimes you want it. You can't control it, and when you realize you want it at a certain time it's gone . . . just - like - that.
Ha, we were great friends. We shared such great laughs, memories and times. You noticed me and I didn't seem to notice you. Until the one time, I didn't have a chance. That's because you changed. We laugh sometimes, talk sometimes, and when I'm really lucky hang out sometimes, but of course, with those ten other people. But it's NEVER what it used to be.
I watch and compare everyday what you used to do with me to what you do with them. I remember so clearly all the good parts I just wasted away. I try not to think back, try to change back. And tell myself I'll get you back. But it's like that last piece of cookie . . . if you don't act fast, you'll never get it.
It wasn't until that gorgeous summer, I thought about you and I was so happy I would come back and be with you. But I was wrong. I was silly. I was foolish. It's like that thunder storm that hits you unexpectedly ruining your plans.
There's nothing I could do to get you away from "it". Nothing I could do to have it like old times. I tell myself I have to keep trying. And so I will . . . and I'll rise up to victory one day.
But as for now, it's like that ending to a great movie . . . there's always a part two, with a better ending.
~Watermel8
