No matter where I look, you're not there.
All I want is for you to be here.
Truth hurts, and you have been the worst.
Everyday I still think of you.
Why won't you come back?
How come you don't talk to me?
I wish you cared more, the pain grows more with silence.
Nothing compares to how much I miss you.
Everyday I continue to wait for you.
You were everything.
A name I used to repeat, one I loved.
Now, I hate to even say it.
YOU ARE READING
Vulnerability
Non-FictionA book of all of my writings that come deep from within my soul. Personal little things that make me vulnerable.
