we only knew eachother for a short time
but we were best friends
when we were together everything was always fine
but good things must always come to an end.you understood me better than anyone else
you helped me discover who i am.
while we knew eachother i loved myself
neither of us gave a damnwe were in our own little bubble
a small space of protection
you were so nice to me, even if it was only subtle.
but happiness always ends with disconnection.it was thursday, early hours of friday.
you hurt me, your lover hurt me.
and i just broke, you felt so icy.
so cold. you acted so chaoticallyi was so tired.
tired of being treated like shit
i felt so undesired.
i felt so split.i couldn't take it anymore
i didn't want to feel so hated
i didn't want to feel so alone
and now you're gone.and i miss you,
but you're fine because i left you.
but i still love you,
and still miss you.Saturday 6th February 2021
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Sticks 'n' stones
Poetryjust some venty...poems? if you can even call them that. (Mentions of self harm, suicide and other mature topics) Started- Tuesday 5th May 2020