When I'll look at my life at my passing moment and put my life memories into fractions. You won't even be a brief second.
You're less than a second.not half a second, not a quarter or an eighth.
And that makes me want to vomit.
It makes me so sick to know it was so quick.
You were absolutely beautiful and naïve. Brief but brilliant.
I'll forget about you in a year and I'll come across your face later in life and whisper to whoever is with me, I know that guy. He looks so familiar.
You were familiar even when I first met you. And thats what scares me most about you already being gone.