I am not okay.
I thought maybe today would be better.
Maybe I'd be better at pretending to myself like I'm okay with you being gone.
I'm not.
On days like this, you would either hold me or play with me or call me and cheer me up.
You're not here.
I'm pretty sure you don't even care.
I still miss you.
I still love you.
YOU ARE READING
Distant Thoughts
Poesiahow to: get over your first love write a book about your experience with heartbreak -- 1. "You are like the wind Sometimes here, sometimes not Maybe I ought To have known that now Is the time you aren't" 2. "I'm running out of things to say Please...
