now I'm the problem

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All those afternoons where we'd laugh till our stomach hurt,
I didn't even care if my mom found out,
I wanted to have you.

Now I'm lying in my bed
since the day you left.
I can't even hate you for not following your words
because you were good to me.
I can't love you any less.

I hate myself for missing you.
I know I'm not supposed to,
I wish I could forget you.
But it's so hard,
And I miss you.

My mom caught me a few times,
it was dangerous.
Yet, I took the risks.
But suddenly, what happened to you?
What happened to us?
You went from wanting to talk to me daily
to not wanting to see me again.

We did have our share of stupid fights,
but we solved them together and made up like a team.
It was always us vs. the problem.
But now we're fighting because it's
me vs. you.
And now I'm the problem.

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