Week 16

It has been 16 weeks

A week for seducing me –
for the deleted photos –
the broken promises –
for the events that never happened –
and for the dreams shared –
the unraveled secrets –
and one to fight over something useless –
one to make things alright –
to realize what you meant to me –
and for the shared silence –
one for a missed appointment –
for the everlasting desire –
one to think about the future –
and to destroy everything –
one to make me feel guilty –
and a week to convince me that everything is okay –

We haven’t made any memories
You’re not someone I can miss
Maybe I dont love you anymore
Maybe I never really did

I still wonder what I did wrong