Nothing good ever stays.

I always have to remind myself that.

I thought you would stay.

But it was to good.

It all started when we first started talking.

"Don't forget to eat." I would say.

"Ok." You'd reply.

But you never did.

"I'm staying here." You said. "We're moving here." You said.

I was to happy to respond.

Then you said that you would be moving back home after this school year.

Again you lied to me.

So I guess it's ok that nothing good ever stays.

Because you deserve better.

Then a shattered.

Broken.

Messed up.

Person like me.

I knew it was to good to be true.

Because nothing good ever stays.

Nothing.