I walked away with the pain of your love still poisoning my lungs. "It only hurts when I breathe," I tell people when they ask if I'm okay. They say to let you go. But they didn't watch every second as you slowly drifted away. They didn't have to witness how easy it was for you to walk away. They didn't have to learn to be okay without you. So I can't let you go. Because for every second that i watched you leave, every piece is imbedded in me. Your presence still stains my soul. And I am left to save myself. Time after time. Without you. They will never know why i can't let go of you. And i hope they never have to understand why letting go kills me.
YOU ARE READING
Imprisoned Thoughts
PoetryThe thoughts that will never leave my lips. And with little hope, will never leave yours.
