when I told you I love you and you told me how you loved every memories we had and kept them in your spine like they are the first treasure you ever own. how you thought I never loved you, how you thought all I see in you is friendship and not love. how every touch I gave you was a spark in your soul and my presence was an eternity you wished for. well, until you thought you never meant to me what I meant to you. so you gave someone else the key to your heart even though you still have a spark for me. now that I know I might never have you. I turned you into poetry and recite you like a memory verse. hoping that someway our hearts will cross again.
