i miss being able to be in the same room as you without conversations going silent as clowns turn heads.
i wish i could ask you all of the questions on my mind and receive the honesty i once did.
i miss knowing i don't give up.
as much as i can sit around and weep over wanting an old lover back,
there is no good in that.
this is my final goodbye to you and everything we did together,
everything apart.
i am hurting myself like this on purpose and i have recognized that,
but i didn't care enough until now-
to actually care for myself.
something about finding peace in all the hurt is terribly rewarding.
i haven't managed to get there just yet,
but i still have found inner peace within the outer war.
i can't hide you within my poetry anymore,
it isn't worth that separate type of pain.
i gotta let you go, i must.
but you're the only person my heart feels safe with, and that's why it's taking so long.
YOU ARE READING
my poetry - kelsey loch
Poésiemy 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!
