Age Old Question.

Wrote this today while I was at the park.
Stuck in my head, so I had to make it something.

Mentally preparing myself for the 12 hour drive to Michigan to see Kuya.

Ugh.......

I don't have time to worry about you.
But I can't stop.


.Age Old Question.



What happened to us?
As soon as I was asked this, I wondered.
I pondered.
It's all fights and arguments anyway.
I cowered this time because I knew it would get you upset.
What's the use of 1 more argument kept at bay.
But what do you say if we head back to the beginning.
No.
Forget that.
Every smile made to fade.
Every laugh gone to waste.
Every plate we scraped.
Every first kiss after every last date.
Every casual walk down the street.
Every time you made my heart skip a beat.
Every song I sang for your sake.
Every time I stayed on the phone with you because you were awake.
Every right I gave you, though you were wrong.
However, there's no sympathy gone.
Every day holds a new dawn.
There was a time where we had the most bragging rights.
It was us who would pan all the camera lights.
That all faded when we stopped getting better.
And though we were miserable, we were miserable; Together.
I knew I couldn't protect you.
But you were more than just special.
So down was a place I could never let you.
And the only time I lied to you, was actually; Never.
And after I've realized this I started to remember.
When you re-iterated your question,
What happened to us?
It was simple.

Love happened to us.