people ask me about you a lot and how we used to be is something beautiful. nothing changed. people choose their battles and through all the blood shed i'll be standing there. you're worth more than what you think to not just me but many people. most call it collateral damage. but no one noticed but me and i watched you fall, i watched you break, i watched you become someone you're not, i watched you kill yourself little by little, and i watched you destroy yourself. i noticed and i'm here. you can do one of two things. you can drive until you meet the road or break with the ones you follow. you can continue to go insane, you can continue to break your own heart. but that isn't just hurting you that's hurting everyone else who loves you so freacking much. you are selfish to do something so self centered. we love you and we only want you safe. so stop.
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Stories I Will Never Write || Personal Paragraphs || #Wattys2016
Poetrythe last time you left there was a part of me that was so sunken and in vein that I could barely handle myself. i wanted to leave. there was no place for me here. but the collateral damage would have been too much and the pain that lingered behin...
