Do you know me?
Or do you remember how we used to be?
I don't see the light in your eyes anymore.
What was all of it for?
Where did the light fade away?
Do you want me to be perfect when im not okay?
You used to care,
And now im up at 4a.m remembering the moments we used to share.
You're turning your head,
I swear my heart breaks and my soul leaves my body, now i'm dead.
I'm waiting in the cold, holding my cigarette.
I'm sorry mom, he was the reason i used to smoke.
I don't know what to feel,
I loved you so much that it's imaginary, not real.
How many nights do i have to spend thinking about you and being sad?
My heart, my body, my soul are functioning so bad.
I'm tired of looking at you, and telling my friends to tell me if you look at me.
I'm tired of spending every night doing plans to get your attention,
I'm doing all that because your love is perfection.
How long will i keep on waiting,
We both know we can't love someone who's slowly fading.
Even when i kill myself, you'll be the only thing to pass by my brain,
I'll be writing this letter with all the fucking pain.
Three lines left, and it will end,
I don't know what to write more, the paper is filled now, i have to say goodbye, you matter to me,
and when i'm asked about what i've done in life,
I'll tell them forgive me, i tried love and i broke like glass,
Maybe then they'll understand, and forgive my past.
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PoetryI believe, writing is artistic. Every time you hold a pen, you make art with the ink in that pen, a beautiful drawing. Writing can express a lot, more than you can imagine. Without writing our existences are meaningless. So everyone should take the...
