I'm scared for him to leave.
I'm scared that I've grown too attached,
It terrifies me.
I've scared to say that I've grown dependent.
My heart hurts thinking about you leaving, but I choose to ignore it.
It's not your fault,
It's not your problem to fix the broken parts of my heart,
The pieces that are scattered across the floor,
leaving marks on the carpet that stain the scratchy material
I am proud,
Proud you went this way,
Proud that you chose to fight, even if you don't want to anymore,
But I'm also miserable.
I wish things could be normal, that things could stay the way they are.
But they'll never be normal again,
I love you.
I hope you come back.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the Broken and Confused
PoetryIf you're like me you crave knowing you're not alone. This book is to help prove that you're not. Someone out there understands, and gets how you feel, I'm here to shine a light on those who are broke and confused. Enjoy.
