In our own worlds
We're both hiding away from each other, neither of us daring to even take the risk of leaving our rooms. He remembers alright. He remembers what I said. What I did. He can't even bare to look at me. From the minute his mother dropped him of to stay with our family all the feelings I thought I'd forgotten began to consume me once more but I know that's not the same for him. He's only feeling one emotion towards me right now and thats pure hatred. Putting it simple I more than understand why.
