In most stories the writer gets left
But this time it's different.
I left.
I was like a hurricane
Rushing in
but time seemed to slow.
We fell in love...
Our walls fell
Swords and armor forgotten
Then something happened.
It was my fault.
Walls were built again
We pressed through
Trying to move them
But
It was too late
There was no turning back
I got scared.
I couldn't keep hurting you
Pure self-loathing was all I knew
You were so smart
But love makes us blind
I left to stop you from hurting
It only made it worse for the both of us
Now I've lost you
My heart is shattered.
You were my soul mate.
The idea of loving another...impossible
YOU ARE READING
Barely breathing
PoésieJust words that can't pass my lips but will go through my head until they fall onto paper. Every single one of these are my original pieces.
