You Left Your Mark.

I remember when you were a human.
Just a human.

Just a person.

I remember when you were just a passing face.

But then that changed.

Then you said hi.

Then you kissed my soul with

your words.

Then I became afraid.

I was afraid of the way you made me feel. 

I was afraid of how, one 

look from you..

         Made my knees weak..

I wasn't supposed to love you,

I wasn't supposed to fall for you.

I had to pretend that I didn't,

That I don't.

But I'm having a hard time convincing myself.

And now I'm afraid that you're 

always going to mean something to me.

You had left a mark on me.

I knew I was going to get hurt.

You could have anyone that you wanted.

It would be so easy for you to leave me.

But, I didn't want to risk,

not being with you.

I feared goodbyes.

I hated them.

I hated the void of what comes 

after them. 

The vulnerability..

So I'll swallow my words

and hope that I choke.

Because anything is easier 

than saying goodbye.

I look at you now and I don't see 

just an ordinary person.

I don't see a standard face.

Now..

Now you're noteworthy.

You became something so complex, that

I couldn't understand.

More complex than me.

And I found that intriguing.

But I was just a face to you.

Just a girl that was falling for you.

Someone that could distract you for

the time being.

I was colored pencils, instead of sharpies.

I wasn't permanent.

So you moved on.

You left.

You weren't afraid of goodbyes.

You were afraid of attachment.

But as for me,

I was afraid of letting go.

I was afraid of being forgotten.

Of being replaced.

I wish I wasn't though..

I wish you were still just

a human to me.

Like I was to you.

I don't want to look at you,

and see poetry.