I hate the way you fake
A smile;
A fake smile that convince
Everybody that you're okay;
I hate the way you laugh;
A laugh that makes you
Look as happy as
Her;
Her in his arms;
Her besides him;
But darling,
I know, I know
I know that you're not
Okay;
I know,
Deep insides your soul;
You're hurt.
You're hurting.
I know,
I know you're still
Not okay,
Still not able to
Move on;
Still crying everynight;
Still remembering those
Moments that you shared
With that asshole;
Fuck fuck fuck;
I hate the way you
Still remember those;
I fucking hate it;
Why can't it be me!?
Me, who loves you;
Constantly;
Unconditionally;
Me, who loves you
Ti'll the end of the world,
Me, who you didn't
Notice.
YOU ARE READING
Abundance of poems;
PuisiPerhaps writing poems is just my only escape that I could think of;
