I need to cry.

We get inside and I press the button.
She looked into my eyes and I die a little.
“I need to tell you something!”
My heart starts beating a thousand times per minute.
She is serious, this is not like her.
The golden curls glow in the dimming lights as we step outside.
I look into her eyes and I know I really don’t need to know this.
“Tell me something!” I play the prick I always do.
“I may be getting engaged.”

Come, walk with me,
Watch, shadows play,
Quiet down, echoes in your mind.
Leave the world behind.
Touch the chord you’ve hidden from the world.

The tears have dried up. I’ve been dead inside for far too long, and I don’t know when exactly I died. I need to cry but I just can’t wake up from this life. Somewhere deep down, somehow I dreamt of the day I wake up next to you, to your smile, to your big brown eyes, to your curls all over my face. It’s an innocent love, and it never left my heart, I can’t help it. I’m sorry. For me. For us.