Her eyes filled to the brim.
I caused the city to flood.
I'm the reason why tears are streaming down her face.
I was too blinded
Blind to reality.
My eyes were blind
My wrists and thighs and stomach
Torn up by the razor
Hated my self because of them
I wasn't good enough
Never was
Never will be
Why me?
You could have loved anyone
But you chose a broken person
Not even a person
Just a shell
Being apart from you makes me think back
When we held hands
But I thought nothing about it
We cuddled but we were just friends
Why didn't I see it.
Though in the end the pain may have been greater
I would have loved every minute with you.
And I'm sorry.
So I'll think about this.
I'll go back and see our chances
When we could have happened.
That one night.
If only we weren't interrupted.
I'm sorry I couldn't be better.
Just know that I love you so much.
I don't know how much longer I can hang on.
If I never see you again.
Goodbye.
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Brain Flow
PoetryThe brain can be a very scattered thing. Thoughts racing. No train of thought. Our words are often lost in the vastness of this world. Half of our thoughts vanish in an instance. Which is why it is crucial to write thoughts down as they happen. I us...
