what's out there ( a poetry story )

but then i remembered

i sat there,
i was in utter shock

i don't think i've ever cried like that in

fucking

years .

being angry not just with myself,
but with d

it was all build up

i never meant for any of this to happen

i just wanted to you let me in

i should of just let you win,
but pain got the best of me

but then,
i remembered

i remembered
why you took you off all my shit

cause you're a creep,
you're literally a loser

talkin balm,
"does it look like i fuck everything that moves?"

i mean,
you have tinder and bumble, but go off baby

most of my tears,
i held it for 3 years,
cause,

fake it till you make it right?

i kept my mouth shut for years,
why else did you think i would explode like that

you see miley cyrus swinging naked on a wrecking ball for liam hemsworth

but posted screen shots of a text on a story and that bursted your bubble?

happy people don't go treating others like that, just saying

when your heart tells you something,
listen to it

it warned me many,
many times

i guess i just wanted you to let me in,
but it wasn't you that i truly wanted

it was the man i called criminal for 3 years