my poems. nd shits?

Empty.

✶ EMPTY.
-acb

You stand at the back of my mind,
Holding a piece of me to remind.
I'm aware and bare,
I feel your eyes on me and their cold glare.

I've changed, but not into something better.
Time is passing by, like you've never even met her.
I'm haunted by the feeling of you,
You--you're face distant and askew. 

Without you, I'm a shell incomplete.
Maybe I'll meet you again in the heat of July,
With my heart and my soul complete.
And you will there, waiting--ready to take a piece of me.

I used to call you my best friend, way back before you were my everything.
Now, you go by the cruel thief that stole everything and left me stinging.
Someone had to leave first,
And I couldn't bare to be that someone, so you went in headfirst.

This isn't how it's supposed to be.
We weren't meant to be.
Keep that piece of me that you took,
And I'll keep you like a rotting debt in my bluebook.

I hope my shadow festers you,
Its silhouette leaving you feeling blue.
I know I should forget,
But I think of you like a man obsessed.

I'm so sick of all the love I have for you,
I swallow your name that feels like acid.
In a distant fantasy--July comes and we're something we used to be.
How emty of me to be so full of you..

. Ofc my recent is another one about you...