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Shouldn’t be strangers with memories
I don't remember when we became strangers
It wasn’t stranger danger when it came to you
I can’t forget the day we fell out felt like a dagger
I know what i did but now i don't know what to do
We’re not friends but were also not enemies
Feeling the distance growing between us can’t kill me but i feels as it is
I hate that I miss you when I shouldn’t
Shouldn’t miss the jam sessions in the truck
Can’t give your stuff back as a fleeting hope you’ll come back
I wouldn’t hate this if I had kept my mouth shut and not let my anger fly
It wasn’t even jealousy over some guy but my own stupid pride
I don’t text you late at night because i know you won't answer
We should be sisters with memories and shouldn’t be strangers with memories

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