You are slowly fading away from me.
Disintegrating in the rain.
every memory of you leaving,
every memories leaving with pain.
What do you look like?
I seriously don't remember.
Where were you?
All last November?
I don't know which it is,
Whether missing you so much,
Or trying to forget you.
You used to be my crutch.
You will be leaving for good soon.
Then I'll probably never see you.
Maybe we should have never met,
Then maybe I wouldn't have made a stupid goal to pursue.
I wonder, do you remember me?
What I look like?
I wish I could forget.
I am someone I truly dislike.
I wish I knew more.
About how you feel.
What you think of me,
And is this truly real?
So, I am writing this poem.
As my last desperation.
To get to you.
Before you fall under complete disintegration.