In the mall.
Your tie-dyed shirt gave you away.
I was walking along the other side of the long hall.
And I saw you.
Actually, I saw your girl first,
Walking along with your little Haylie.
I knew you were near.
I stopped.
Hesitated.
'Should I even say a word?'
'Should I just walk by?'
This is my chance for closure,
And ending to it all.
"Just keep walking,"
My heart told me.
I turned around,
Walked towards you.
Your girl noticed me,
Got your attention.
You turned around,
Blank, almost sad look on your face.
Your eyebrows raised in immediate recognition.
You didn't take a step forward,
So I did.
You finally walked away a couple feet
So we could talk slightly in privacy.
I could feel the heat from your body.
Last time we were that close,
I was in your arms,
You were holding me,
Kissing me softly,
Telling me how special and perfect I was.
Now,
Nothing.
I take a long look at you.
It feels like so long.
Perfect.
Not a thing out of place.
Well, your hair is dissheveled,
Goatee's a little longer,
Roots are showing from the dye job,
Jeans are looking kinda dirty and frayed.
But still.
Perfect.
In every way.
We make small talk,
Asking about jobs and such.
Our eyes locked.
You finally tell me,
"She wouldn't let me see Haylie unless I got back with her."
Now, I've heard that line many times before,
But I also knew the girl.
Mean,
Bitchy,
Evil.
The kind that would do anything to keep a man.
Your voice lowered...
"I'm so sorry,"
You whispered.
Your soft, beautiful brown eyes glimmered with tears.
I showed a brief, tight smile.
No tears for me now.
I couldn't let you see me break.
I told you I had to go,
Work and such.
We said our goodbyes,
Turned,
And walked on.
As I got further down the hall, almost home,
I turned,
Saw your old tie-dyed shirt once more,
And I felt my heart squeeze.
As I got out to my car,
My pace got slower,
My knees got weaker,
And I finally cried.
I felt each individual piece of my heart
Crumble,
Collapse,
Disintegrate,
Fall apart.
That was the longest car ride home in my life.
~Jamie
Your tie-dyed shirt gave you away.
I was walking along the other side of the long hall.
And I saw you.
Actually, I saw your girl first,
Walking along with your little Haylie.
I knew you were near.
I stopped.
Hesitated.
'Should I even say a word?'
'Should I just walk by?'
This is my chance for closure,
And ending to it all.
"Just keep walking,"
My heart told me.
I turned around,
Walked towards you.
Your girl noticed me,
Got your attention.
You turned around,
Blank, almost sad look on your face.
Your eyebrows raised in immediate recognition.
You didn't take a step forward,
So I did.
You finally walked away a couple feet
So we could talk slightly in privacy.
I could feel the heat from your body.
Last time we were that close,
I was in your arms,
You were holding me,
Kissing me softly,
Telling me how special and perfect I was.
Now,
Nothing.
I take a long look at you.
It feels like so long.
Perfect.
Not a thing out of place.
Well, your hair is dissheveled,
Goatee's a little longer,
Roots are showing from the dye job,
Jeans are looking kinda dirty and frayed.
But still.
Perfect.
In every way.
We make small talk,
Asking about jobs and such.
Our eyes locked.
You finally tell me,
"She wouldn't let me see Haylie unless I got back with her."
Now, I've heard that line many times before,
But I also knew the girl.
Mean,
Bitchy,
Evil.
The kind that would do anything to keep a man.
Your voice lowered...
"I'm so sorry,"
You whispered.
Your soft, beautiful brown eyes glimmered with tears.
I showed a brief, tight smile.
No tears for me now.
I couldn't let you see me break.
I told you I had to go,
Work and such.
We said our goodbyes,
Turned,
And walked on.
As I got further down the hall, almost home,
I turned,
Saw your old tie-dyed shirt once more,
And I felt my heart squeeze.
As I got out to my car,
My pace got slower,
My knees got weaker,
And I finally cried.
I felt each individual piece of my heart
Crumble,
Collapse,
Disintegrate,
Fall apart.
That was the longest car ride home in my life.
~Jamie
