I’m not sure when it happened. I’m not sure why it happened. But somehow it just did. One day I looked into your eyes and didn’t really see you there. And I tried to find you. I tried so hard. But you weren’t there. And I was sad. The next time, I was hurt. The following time I was devastated. Then eventually I expected it. Then I started to care less and less. And that destroyed me the most. I didn’t want to lose you or lose myself to you. I just wanted us back as we were. Two young kids in love. Two people who had very little in common except for the fact that they were crazy about one another. For the first time in my life, I had known the meaning of crazy in love. Jesus I was crazy about you. You were my first and last thought each day. Yours was the face I dreamt of. Eventually, I became numb.
scribbles for a friend 