mura's poetry journal ♡︎

11

i wish i could do things differently,
hoping that you'd come back to me.
but most of me does not want you back,
there were so many things you lacked.

you were my entire world, my heart and my joy.
but i was nothing but a pawn and toy,
although you said i never was and that you loved me ever so,
i knew that if i ever said 'i love you,'
you would reply with 'no'.

i shouldn't have been with you who made me constantly worry about my worth.
now it is my you that my heart rightfully curses.
how could i have been so foolish?
every day i would look ghoulish after spending my whole night worrying and crying for you-
no.
rather, i was crying...
because of you.

so i'm glad you're gone.
you are close to none.
in the sense i can never find anyone like you.
i can find someone better than you.