When she leaves she never says goodbye.
She just gets up
walks out.
And it's not that she doesn't care;
it's just that she doesn't lie.
See, there's nothing 'good' about it.
When you're her friend,
you're probably her only friend
her best friend,
and she fucking falls in love
with every other person she meets.
Every time you look at her,
her heart
skips a beat;
and every time you look away it breaks.
Can you imagine?
Can you imagine?

And she won't say 'see you later'
because chances are
she probably won't.
She'll pack up and leave town
talking about new adventures
and opportunities
to fall in love...
...again.
And she'll stand there
with one hand on the door
and take that
last
look
and you won't even know it.
You won't even know it
until she's gone.





Arizona 2008 Photos: Colorado 2011, Washington 2011