It used to be dusk till dawn
Now it's meaningless.
All of it.
I deleted you
With all the memories
One tap
And I still wondered
If this was okay
But it's yesterday now
Who cares?
I'm tired of waiting,
Yet here I am thinking.
Yes - it's the emptiness
It's loud as it was never before
No time to say goodbye
Because I don't like them.
It should have been goodbye,
From the very start.
Why did I bother? - (I think)
You made me crash
And now I'll become another story
Who cares?
I'm not dragging myself through
This mud anymore.
Sort your own waters,
Let me tend to mine.
Does it hurt? - (it won't now)
You don't even know that I'm gone.
It's quiet quitting - that's what they call it
And when you realise
Pls don't blame me
You already said it would be this way
So it ended up that way
Probably we saw this coming
Who cares?
I lost you while I was trying to have you,
I lost you while I was finding myself.
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Poetry~where I tell you many things~ It would be a lie if I say I don't feel many things. I feel alot. But I also do not feel anything most times. If I change my skin and become someone else, will you still understand me? Why don't I tell what I think? _ ...
