I don't know if I can do this anymore.
Who thought,
I'd be this ignorant?
You didn't.
But of course I did.
I never knew I'd do such a thing to someone so,
innocent and forgiving.
I'm sorry.
For all the troubles I've been causing.
We're not broken,
just bent.
And when things are bent too much,
they break.
I don't want us to reach our breaking point.
But I...
Well I've reached mine a while ago.
I just hope you can fix me,
without both of us breaking apart.
YOU ARE READING
Concrete Marshmallows | Watty's 2016
PoetryA collection of poems mainly about love and loss. Some personal experiences, others are from different people's perspectives. It's fairly self explanatory. Every poem speaks for themselves and tells it's own story. Enjoy!
