does your heart feel lighter now that i'm not there?
now that i'm walking away.
i'm accepting that you are water slipping through my fingers and i just cannot hold onto you no matter how desperately i try to grasp onto you.
i miss your true colors,
but i'm still finding out more and more about you.
sometimes you're a bright yellow, that shines as bright as the sun.
some days, you're a dark black that's darker than the skies at 3 a.m
and although i want to love each and every color you show to me,
i just simply can not hold onto you any longer.
i started to love you more than i was loving myself and it's tearing me apart.
i still don't love myself like i love you,
im just growing farther and farther away from you, with the love im gaining back going into nothing.
YOU ARE READING
looking through his glasses.
Poetrylove is a roller coaster of emotions. stay for the ride. sometimes it's worth it.
