I lit your flame up.

You blew mine out.

It was 9.pm waiting around for your text

To come.

It never did.

Pacing around my room all night.

Praying you would respond.

Waking up early trying to make myself look like your type.

Changing myself.

Looking at you in the halls.

Hoping you would look back.

Hoping one day you would turn around to call my

Name.

Trying so hard just to be the girl you want.

But I never was.

And in the end while chasing your ghost I became on myself.

Changing myself completely.

Now I don’t even know who I am anymore. Was it ever worth it?

-ykwhoiam16 out