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i remember how i use to need you
i was empty without
and lonely
now that you're gone i'm so full
full to the brim with anger
i hate it
you were a good friend
a beautiful lover
but a bitter ex
you gifted me a smile
but it turned dark at the end
i trusted you with my secrets
my deepest desires and fears
as soon as we ended
you used it against me
and brought down a storm of tears
i don't know how i'm suppose to trust again
you've made me afraid
of love and of men
i've built my walls up high so no one can see in
i don't know how i'm supposed to trust again

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