i lay here listening to my favorite songs from simpler times and my mind goes to youi've told myself that i'm over you, that the spark is gone
but i'm lying to myself. i can't get over you. i don't know why.
i just want to be near you, to be acknowledged by you
and ever since you've stopped paying attention to me, i feel like a neglected child
i feel so lonely and empty and it fucking hurts
it hurts that you don't love me the way i love you
and i should stop trying, but i can't.
i'll just live with constant heartbreak and i hope you're happy
seeing sadness in my eyes, if you still even look at me.
YOU ARE READING
3am thoughts
Poeziesad- ass poetry by a sad- ass girl. lowercase intended. my poetry, copyright.