NOT A POEM BUT ANYWAY

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(This is not a poem I'm sorry)

Today I woke up in a house I've never been before. I stayed in his bed and he stayed in the sofa. He gave me coffee and a little bit of a blunt.

Yesterday I had a party and I barely remember anything. I know I cried because a guy gave me a flower the same way you did. I miss those moments we had, but we are over right?

Oh god I miss you, but fuck you. I'm so broken and I have no clue of what I'm doing with my life. I wake up every day with the feeling that my head is going to explode. I cry too much. I think too much. I gave up on basket. I gave up on school. I don't want to see my best friend again. I get drunk everyday and ecstasy seems so cool at 2am.

Did you really thought you could send me a message again and go away? Can you stay for once or go and never come back? Boy I love you too much to see you leaving every week.

You used and abused my heart. I wish you the best, and the worst feeling I could ever have is the feeling that you are better without me and so much happier with her.

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