You don't realize what you have until you lose it
I guess part of me knew but ignore it
Can't blame anyone but krys
I should give up but I like when it is toxic
I know what I have to do
But just refuse to accept the truth
I feel like I will be losing you
And this time it will be for good
I understand that you don't need me
And knowing that really kills me
If I could just travel back to that evening
And show you how much you mean to me
I keep thinking about those months
I really don't want to move on
I can't process seeing you gone
So I am just trying to hold on
YOU ARE READING
KRYS
PoetryWe all want to be different yet accepted We all want to be unique yet fit in I am who I am, past, future and present I am krys. Small poems about myself, what makes me me. Krys the good and the bad, the poet, lover, human, and monster. Behind every...
