TheWrongMessage

I love how we can never finish a conversation, And yet i know better than to pick it up. It seems to me no different than a hot pot left on the stove. But if a pot is hot, It is so because it has served its purpose, Is the purpose of a conversation to die unfinished? Perhaps for an awkward one and definitely for an unwanted one, But what about ours? I have lost relevance to you. I say this not in anger but in understanding, It is easier to care about those who your path crosses with ease. Not to mention effortless to keep them in memory. I have reached this thought after he and i went separate ways I believed i would miss him, ev