They say you never remember the entirety of an experience
Often, you only remember the moment where you experienced the most intense emotion
And the end.
And right now it\'s this supposed end I\'m hung up on.
Because I still see myself standing there in the bike racks of my school
It\'s almost winter and the sky is starting to turn this dusky grey
Everything hurts.
Yet my jacket is open because I can\'t seem to feel anything at all.
My bike stands lonely in the bike rack amidst hundreds of empty spots
Looking about as abandoned by the world as I feel
I am so empty.
My mind just as battered and bruised as my body.
But I go through the motions to unlock my bike and ride away
Knowing I\'ll have to return the next morning
That he\'ll be there.
That this was not the end, it was only the beginning.