Maybe I should stop writing about you
Every morning I wake up,
You're the first thing on my mind.
But why?
I've gotten over you.
I spent months crying,
Screaming
Asking god why this happened.
But why can't I stop thinking about you lately?
I went months without even remembering our memories.
I spent hours having fun
Laughing
Enjoying new company.
But now,
Your name lingers in the back of my mind.
Our memories sneak into my stories.
You're everywhere,
But no where.
How do I make it stop?
How do I go back and forget you?
How do I pretend you never existed?
You make me feel so deeply.
But you're not winning.
This isn't a race.
There isn't any winners.
Just losers.
Why do I write about you still?
How do I stop?
YOU ARE READING
I Told The Stars About You...
PoetryLook at that, I promised myself I wouldn't give you power anymore, but here I am writing poems about the way you hurt me. If by chance you stumble across this, and you begin to read the words I have written, please don't mistake this as weakness. I...
