I am your shadow,
hiding in the curve of the streets,
something you left behind and said,
promised, lied,
that you wouldn't forget,
I put together all your clues.

You made a mistake,
one I hope you regret,
because each of them was a tiny piece of you,
I figured you out,
and when you come back,
I won't bother to fall back,
in love and forget.

and your brown eyes are the
summertime,
but I never really felt that attached to the season,
and besides,
when fall comes it burns to an end,

just like what happened,
to us,
because we used to be freinds.

nothing.is.forever.