You say that it's better for our sake we walk separate ways, this would be the last time there will be us which is a lie.
We did this dance before, we always go back to one another, we say goodbye so many times, so why do I cry?
How is us being apart better for our sake, all you're doing is hurting both of us, so why do this, are you scared?
Or is it all a lie, just empty words the whole time, was any of it true, you never actually cared.
If you ever cared then why hurt me, if you never wanted to hurt me then why kill me, why are you doing this to me?
I knew we wouldn't last, that's reality, I know, but I didn't want it to be because reality for me is being alone and scared, can't you see?
I will no longer get to have the warmth from your touch, the high from your kiss, the safety from your arms, all the love I was given will soon disappear.
In reality, would it be possible for you to look back and realize that you made a mistake doing this when thinking about what we had make your cheeks stained with tears?
Would you be mad if you saw that I was moving on, another boy was taking your place, making me laugh, making me smile, holding me, loving me the way you used to?
Or would you be glad that I was moving on, I was finally giving someone else a chance to make me happy instead of holding on to you.
Would you miss me, would you think of me, would it hurt realizing you could no longer have me?
But you see it's hard to move on when every time I try to forget you, you come back knowing I'll yes say because I'm not over you, why can't you let me be?
Here's to the next few days, months, or years of trying to forget you, trying not to miss you, trying not to think of you, but I do hope there are times where it's you that will have to forget me, my smile and laugh, it's you that will have to try not miss me, my touch and kiss, it's you that won't have to think of me, how I was there for you and I love you no matter.
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Writings/Poetry
RandomWritings and poetry that I have, mostly poetry and they're some what old.