It was the summer after it all happened.
All the doors were finally shut.
Last words were spoken.
Still it wasn't enough.
There was one boy that she couldn't get off her mind.
But she knew she didn't want to be with him for all time.
And he'd expect so much of her for the pain she put him through that last time.
She told no one of him.
She spoke none of his words.
She just left it all inside hopefully the feeling would burn.
She wanted no more nonsense.
She wanted not to care.
She wanted so bad to make him disappear.
She said she was finally over him.
Because it all seemed to much to bare.
Theres a part of her that will never be the same.
And that is what she fears.
Maybe what she is missing is something that she can not endear.
