You scare me,
Well not you,
But the person you helped create,
Me.
I still go through the drawer of all of our memories,
Even though I deleted all our pictures and videos and everything else that reminded me of you.
Even though I got rid of the teddy bear you gave me,
And threw the ring that you promised with over a bridge,
Along with the earrings you got for my 19th birthday,
And I think in a way I do miss you,
But I don’t think that I’d ever kiss you
YOU ARE READING
The Things I Never Said Out Loud
PoetryThe thoughts and words that no one besides myself have heard or said. I started this book at 19, a couple months after I went through the worst breakup of my life. I continues to write it during what had been the worst and best summer of my life, su...
