i do not accept the fact that
i love you but
you don't love me
i do not accept the fact that
you hate me but i don't
i do not accept the fact that
i stayed and you ran away
but what else can i do?
crying on my bedroom floor
floorboards creaking
while i'm racking?
all i did was smiling
while you were with her eating together
all i did was crying
while knowing the fact that
i'm not for you
all i did was smile
all i did was cry
YOU ARE READING
sleepless nights
PoetryEvery night, I think, I write and cry. All of my sleepless nights, I became more productive, self-harming, leaving scars on me. After all of that, I realized and told myself, "Do you think all of that was worth it?" While my tears crawling down my f...
