My worst fear was you telling me you didn't love me anymore.
I had nightmares that you'd find someone else.
Someone better.
That you'd leave me.
That you wouldn't want me anymore.
I never hid things from you..
I told you about my dreams, my fears.
A week later you left me..
Said we were better off as friends.
You took advantage of my fears.
You used them against me.
I don't know if it was on purpose.
But I don't know why I wasn't good enough..
2/15/16
YOU ARE READING
From My Mind To Your Pages
PoetryI have to get the words out of my head sometimes. This is a completed work of 9 years worth of writing about the boy I was in love with. 9 years of expressing my emotions in written form. 9 years of him reading every word and treating me like shit a...
