My World of poems.

Losing It.

We talked.
You liked me.
I liked you.
We started talking more.
We made plans to meet up.
You asked me out.
I said yes.
Things were great.
We were happy.
You fell for me.
I was to numb to fall.
The more we were together.
I opened myself back up.
I fell for you.
We made a month.
We said so many things.
Shit happened.
Deaths in the family.
Problems at home.
I began to be terrified of losing the girl I love so much
I lost you.
I broke down.
I self harmed.
Hated myself.
I blamed myself.
You didn't leave.
You stayed.
Got back together with me.
I was happy.
Hoping you were as well.
I became too much for you.
Thoughts of hope hoping I don't lose you (again).
I lost you.
I annoyed you.
You found being with me hard.
You said we moved too fast.
I didn't break down.
I self harmed.
Blamed and I still blame myself.
Pushed you away.
Now all I feel is pain.
I'm Losing it.
I'm back to the broken down girl...
The one you once loved.