the days continue to go by
faster and faster than i'd like.
it's been almost three months now
and every now and then i still breakdown.
i haven't seen you since
you decided to leave me
and sometimes it feels like
you never existed...
like maybe our time together
was just a fever dream
or you're some kind of imaginary friend
i made up inside my head.
i don't cry nearly as much as i use to
and i'm starting to think of you less.
i have times when i'm under a lot of stress
and wish you were here to calm me
when i'm a mess.
instead i pick up some wine
and pour myself a glass,
cheers to the awful fucking aftermath.
YOU ARE READING
The Night The Stars Went Out
Poesiaa book of poetry about love and the grieving of losing that love. i am writing this as i learn to heal through the breakup and heartbreak of losing the one person i loved. this is a book of vulnerability, sadness but also strength. you are heard, yo...
