No one reads.

Yet another day
being too faraway.
I miss the feeling I got
when you said a simple 'hey'.

We no longer talk
no more long walks.
Separate ways we took
it isn't like how you used to joke.

You inflicted pain
under the rain
behind that lane.
Things became this way
nothing can be changed.

You left 3 words:
All the Best.
You're such an ass
knowing there's no way
I can find 'best' without you.

I never want this to end
I want you to hold my hand.
I want you to guide me
through the dance.
It's all too late now
the dance ended.
So did us.

I don't want it to end, without even starting.