How horrific it is that in this universe I must let you go. My throat burns when I think of you because I still have so much to say to you. It's taunting knowing I got to grow old with you in one of these universes. That I got to love you and be loved back. I'm envious of the version of me that got to hold you. That got to feel you ever night. I'd do anything to go back in time. I'd kill myself to forget your name but it's in graved in my soul. I'd give up everything to know what I have to do to end up with you. I'd give up on my dreams to stay with you in this shitty town and raise a family. I'm envious of every version of me that got to love you.
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The live's I've lived
PoetryThis is a collection of poems and pieces of writing. That I have written over the last 2 years of my life. I've never been one to actually live. To take the risk. A lot of the things I have written are about things that have happened in my head. Or...
