pancake-moth asked:
never to be seen again
I remember the day we met. It was the first day of freshman year. We were in art class together. You asked if you could sit next to me and I said yes. We started talking after that. You were just the sweetest. The brightest light in any room. I still remember your fluffy hair that was dyed all fantastical colors. Your soft brown eyes and toothy grin. You looked so real. So genuine. But it’s senior year now. What happened? I know people change but you don’t even seem like the same person! Your eyes are cold and your smile is twisted. You’re cruel and rough. Do we even know eachother? I sit and talk with you, but are you even there? Did you hide your whole self away, or did it die? I still look at our old pictures and hope you return. But maybe, you’ll never return. Never to be seen again.











