You were fake friends no doubt but I still catch myself missing you you used me for your own gain but I still miss you
I miss the secret notes passed in class the games during the lunch break the inside jokes , the silent laughs I miss truth or dare and the staring contests
I miss the way I felt about you the way you looked at me
Your name which was once familiarΒ Β in my mouth now feels so distant , like the one of a stranger we used to communicate by eyes only but now you refuse to meet my eyes
you see me everyday in the corridor but pass me by like a stranger I know I should forget you like you forgot me but... I can't
I try to forget the past but sometimes .. it still creeps up on me .. ......................... I miss you, I miss ASA I miss AAVICE
I am ranting in this poem but I needed to get this off my chest. its funny how the person goes away but the memories never fade. where is this perfect memory when I need it in exams