i expected it to be around the first week of January, but i look at the calendar and i see how it's the third week of march.
which might not sound all that crazy,
but it was two, almost three, months ago.
and i'm still asking myself if i should call you or not.
i wish we could be in bed, someday, reading these little words of mine,
and laughing at how naive i was.
how quick i was to write something,
something rather embarrassing.
when i just wanted your affection.
you hate me right now but when i'm doing better than you, you'll love me.
i'm rather glad you left before things really went to hell, because i don't wish my current struggles on anybody but myself.
we thought it was the end of the world-
together forever,
but instead was the start of a new one apart.
YOU ARE READING
my poetry - kelsey loch
Poetrymy personal work, all written by me - i post them here so i can reflect on myself and my writing easily. writing is my greatest passion, and i hope you love my work. all feedback is appreciated!
