you know who you are.

when you get back i'll be gone.
buried under.
burdened.

if it had to happen,it would have.
but it didn't.
and now you'r going away.
and no.you wont come back.

you have no choice.
even if you did,
you won't use it.
it's your future.
your college.
and you're only just 17.

you know you have no choice.


i know i don't speak much.
don't know you much.
and i don't even have your number on speed dial.
damn,
i don't even have your number.
but i see you.
everyday.

and when i see you,
i see myself.
you scare me sometimes.
not the hair.
just you.
the things you do.
the coincidences.
i wan't you to know me.
better than you do now.
get scared.

but you don't.
why won't you?

you come into my life just once in a while.
flutter around on the surface.
then you go away.
why won't you stay?

then again,
it makes no sense at all.
we have never met.
shall never meet.


so how does it matter at all.

i'll get over you.
you'll come up again once in a while.
flutter around.
then go away.

but you will be remembered.


atleast once a year.
when i grow a year older.once.
so,
before you go.
i wan't you to know this,
and i mean it from my heart,
you are a beautiful person.
and i shall always remember you for that.

p.s-you know who you are.i don't have to tell you this.
for others who could not figure out shit about this post,i won't blame you.you won't get it.so stop wondering.this one's for you.:)