last year i would've never thought i'd be here.
watching you live your life without me.
having no more memories to share,
and left to grieve what we used to be.
i see you with another girl.
you seem happy.
it makes me wonder if what we had was true.
you finally got that haircut you told me about.
and you seem to have money in your pocket.
and a new girl i've never heard about.
you never care to give me a second look.
and here i sit, picking up the pieces.
growing the backbone i never had with you.
growing the self respect i should've had.
growing more and more sad.
did it take losing me for you to finally get what you deserve? was I holding you back? was i the problem after all?
im glad you're happy.
i just wish it didn't take the abuse you put me through
for you to get to where you needed to be.
YOU ARE READING
Overthinking
Poetry"She was a giver. Always poured too much of love. Never realized watering a rock doesn't make it soft." - randomscribbler
