if you were in then same room as me right now,
and i could finally talk to you,
i would tell you im sorry
that i really truly am
that i didnt know what i was doing to you
why you were going crazy talking to me
why you left
that i didnt get it and i dont know why i didnt
that im not mad at you
because what you did was justified
that i didnt realize
that i hope you're happy
i really really do
from the bottom of my heart i do
i shouldve listened to what you were fucking telling me and i was a fucking dumbass for not realizing i was a shit friend to you
and when i said what i said i didnt mean it that way i swear i was joking but i should have realized you wouldn't take it as a joke you would take it as me being self centered and repeating it over and over to you would make you feel like i didnt care about you as a friend and you would feel insane because you missed what the old me was like and you would loose your mind because i know exactly what loosing your mind feels like just look at me now
look
at where i am now
look at that
look at that endless rambling of words the human language calls a run-on sentence
that is not normal behavior
this is not normal behavior
i am not normal behavior
were we?
were we ever normal behavior?
we werent
were we
YOU ARE READING
maerdyad
PoetryI don't know, I just need to write stuff right now. When you thought you found the one, after all this time, after all the poeple that left, and it turns out, she loves someone else. For when the rain comes, and the hail, and all hell is unleashed, ...
