My bus still passes by the place we knew,
where we once bought paints
and colors for our murals.
Now it only carries echoes, unfinished
and slowly fading.
I gathered those memories gently,
as if they still mattered to me,
but they slipped through my head
and left my heart cold and distant.
I no longer feel
the way I used to feel
that easy, careless happiness.
I cannot look back at you,
even with how softly you speak to me now.
Even when you hug me,
the one that I longed before,
it feels like I don’t want it anymore.
The kiss that used to calm me
now sends chills down my spine.
You hold me
the way I once prayed for,
yet something in me turns away.
The warmth I waited for
has forgotten my name.
A long time ago,
I asked for softer words.
A long time ago,
I asked for the things you promised me.
A long time ago,
I asked for a smile instead of a frown
But that was long ago...
I will not ask for it anymore...
And if I ask one more time,
I will not ask for all of this.
