circle

it took almost a year with other guys in my bed, kisses, necks and lovely leather shoe strings for me to realize i had not gotten over you

i walked the halls of the university with my heart in my throat and a stomach-ache caused of nervousness waiting for the right moment to try and talk to you again

i had kissed you on your cheek, told you we could never meet again like this,

and regretted it ever since

finally i found the guts to talk to you, you had met a girl, younger, slightly prettier, and slightly easier to affect

so i pulled on my coat and i stepped out on the curvy road leading from the university campus to my house

now i can think of nothing else