I don't know why anything you say to me right now,
should matter a single thing.
You left me all alone,
i couldn't even pick the phone.
You used me.
You know it's true.
And now i'm sitting here,
regretting everything i didn't say to you.
I should've said,
fuck you.
I should've punched you in the face.
I should've ran away with
no tears at all.
But that's not how it
works.
YOU ARE READING
Melancholy with a side of Misery (#Wattys2016)
PoetryPoetry,beauty,romance,love - these are what we stay alive for. -Robin Williams