2011

January,
I was unaware
That you would never speak to me again
You said you needed space
But you never said it to my face
I thought of you
What else was I to do.

February,
I thought this month you'd talk to me
From these haunting I'd be free
The shortest month felt like the longest year
I know my hopes were still here
With me forever
In that month

March,
I wrote a letter to you
All the things I stated were so true
I wish I could wrote a lot more
The letter was somewhat vague
I wish I didn't beg
For you

April,
You replied
Thought you'd talk to me again, but you lied
All those wishes were fake
And I cried a bit for your sake
But I pretended it wasn't the end
Laughed away with other friends

May,
I planned out my letter to you
Wanted to tell you everything I knew
Wrote it out a hundred times
All those put together lines
They would never be good
The way they should
For you

June,
I finally sent it off
With so much thought
I would wait for you
You know that's true
I went away
So my thoughts of you decay

July,
Was nice
Like paradise
Barely thought things
You were in
I was happy
Not so crappy

August,
I was getting better
But I was worse
It was something I didn't rehearse
I had remorse
And I cried
In the end

September,
I saw your face
Felt like a disgrace
Still ran from you
Didn't know what else to do
What else was new
To me for you

October,
I was in misery
From thinking the past
Everything was sad to see
And it would last
Felt like I should scream
Count the days until Halloween

November,
I don't want to remember
I need to forget
So I can't regret
And cease my words
I want to be free
From stress of me

December,
Not over you
Still angry, still sad
I'm never good but bad
I still and will
Think of you
I don't know what else to do