Literature
The Better Part Of Me
You held my hand, but then you slipped away
I dont exactly know what happened.
We used to play-fight over nothing. It was funny.
We argued so much, and everyone thought we hated each other.
We didnt.
We were in love.
We could sit for ages, doing nothing.
We could sit and read together.
We were both a bit nerdy like that.
Wed be good together, everyone always thought.
We did too.
We had our uncertainties, and
We could resolve them.
Not this time.
We turned around somehow.
We grew apart.
We created pressure, and
We felt it.
We promised never to lose each other.
We must have lied.
I would have