Its almost been 2 months without your touch
Some days I miss it
I want it
I crave it.
Other days
I'm glad I don't feel it
I want nothing to do with you
Your toxic
But I love you for it.
Complicated I know
But I always loved our toxic dynamic in a fucked up way
It pumped me with adrenaline
Made my blood flow
You made me feel alive again
You helped
But you also did more damage.
You added salt to a wound
Now they stick forever
I won't ever forget
But please
As much as I miss you sometimes,
Never let me get close to you again.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
