I wasn't enough
I knew that already
So I went to work
To make myself worthy
Filling my cracks
To give you solid ground
I had it all planned
If only you had stuck around
Gluing all my pieces
To make myself whole
You were my reason
But now we're both cold
I was willing to pay
A price I couldn't afford
All to have a chance
At being your best last resort
I guess I should've known
I should've expected it
You've always shown
I was never an option on your list
But foolish little me
Got too attached
Now your best last resort
Is even more cracked
YOU ARE READING
After You Left
Poetrycomplete poetry collection, over 70 poems from my darkest times and issues with love