you are hungry and no one can feed it, not even yourself.
you have told yourself you are a lone wolf, but you made yourself
unforgettable.
And you have never told me stop hoping, stop fighting.
So I didn't, and it was in vain.
Thank you for laughing at my pain,
thank you for moving on so quickly.
Thanks for breaking me.
Thanks for saying you'd never leave, hold my hand to the sky and then fly off, letting go.
You are hungry and I was food and you got your fill and left.
You let yourself leave me.
then when I thought it'd all be fine, You left.
In my agonizing sleepless nights, you slept.
In my pain you disregarded.
I am worth it. But your life I'm barely a part of...
You made yourself irreplaceable so what am I supposed to do now?
Am I supposed to believe that I'll actually find love?
because now
I don't even want to face the fact that every time
I let someone in, they rob me.
YOU ARE READING
complacent
Puisiquieter achieved poems from the girl who thinks of stars and angels