This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at FIU chapter.
“Any show I have has a pause button
for you,”
you’d whisper to me and say
while you fell in love with the words on my paper,
I stared back falling in love with every detail of you
even when you no longer had pages to turn, even when I had no more words,
I told myself,
I’ll love you until time stops
But punctuality is the thief of time
and good things come to those who wait
I waited for an eon
You were the first person I spoke to every day
and the last person I was mesmerized by every night
It’s funny how quickly one can forget a number they knew by heart
But you’re not my ex
you’re nothing to me
you’re nothing to me
you’re nothing to me
I hope it’s the same for you
Love,
never yours truly