Two years ago,
I would see you at the end of the cold hallways of school. No matter how far we were, we would smile at each other until I reach your end.
Then you walk with me without uttering a single word because smiles were more than enough.
Ah, sweet silence.
I loved how your arms are against mine. Suddenly, my heart flutters and the hallways aren’t cold anymore. I felt like we were the only people walking. It was the best kind of silence- comforting.
So many things have changed.
I walk a different hallway. It’s still silent and cold. But there’s no you at the end, there are no smiles, nothing. I can’t do anything about it.
Because no matter what I do, I can never walk the same cold hallways with you.