i know you don't have anything on
any people to see
or places to go
yet i'm left
without a reply
the minutes, the hours
days -
pass by
where i feel
like we're strangers
i know she's on your mind
in the time you're not here
he ghosts me
she is his corpse bride
having you near me
is my funeral
because my heart simply
can't take this
anymore
you've let me go.
so now
i have to learn how
to let you go.
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it always goes back to you (Poetry Collection)
Poetry~ Poetry Collection ~ Genre: Anthology, Poetry, Love & Relationships A collection of poetry that explores different perspectives of the beauty, pain and bittersweet game of love. It also focuses on lovebird relationships, unrequited love, toxic, co...
