we spoke again
something of a goodbye
an i miss you
was all it took from me to get it stated
followed by an admission of my love for you
which was shot down
by questions inquiring why i didn't show my love
acting as if you'd let me....
you told me to sleep on it
told me i was more attached to the idea of you then really loving you
the next day,
i apologized
for my abrupt admissions
feeling bad for putting it on you like this.
you replied and told me to stop regretting my emotions
i never regretted them
just knew that some things should be left unsaid
'don't beat yourself up about it'
'alright'
YOU ARE READING
The future has already past
PoetryWhile my mind urges me to write something more than I think I can be myself, I sit in my bed the light dimmed and music playing in the background trying to figure out why It's in this book that I will write more. I'm not even sure it matters. I'm...
