So what do you think when you see her walk down the hall. Yes, that her. The one you said you loved. The one you hated to see unhappy. The one you promised you wouldn't hurt. The one you held until her eyes where dry and her smile was back to her lips that you said you liked.
Does she still have that amazing look she had the first moment you saw her. Or those times you held her close and thought that she was the most beautiful girl under the starry sky.
Be honest. If you don't feel the same as you did before. Why do you look at her with such a worried look when you see her crippled in pain? Why must you give that look that can make any one's heartbreak? Why do you want to be there? Why do you try to help? Why?
Say Something.
Anything.
Is all of that just because you feeling bad? Is it ever going to be how it use to be between you two? Ever? Is that completely gone now?
Are all of these stupid questions? If so, then her head is full of them. She can't stop thinking of them when she sees you in hall. Wanting to talk to you but, not sure if you even see her, even though she's standing right in front of you.
The biggest question of all. Do you even care about her anymore, or is she just another anonymous face in the hall to you now.
Be Honest, What Do You Think?
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