You bleed, you learn. You scream, you learn.
Seeing you today was weird.
I don’t know why you especially.
It always hurts to see everyone from then, to feel that ache.. the longing I used to have. To know that you recognized me even, because I recognized you the minute I saw those eyes. God, it hurts.
For you to be so nice to me after these years.. I could feel your eyes on me, and there was no way I could look at you. I was so timid. You, made me hurt the most in the beginning. My goal was always to offend you, then, to piss you off.
I don’t want to feel your eyes burning into my skin anymore.. and you’re so beautiful.. so different. And I don’t like it.
I wish I could be back.. but that place was pain.. the whole district is full of lies and pain.
I wish you hadn’t recognized me.. I wish you hadn’t said anything.
My lips feel sewn shut. And yet, some part of me wishes we could have stood there for hours, and just talked. About everything. And I don’t even care about you. You’re just fake, I know it. Please don’t play games with me, don’t.