remember the way his eyes looked in the light whenever he smiled
the way he would laugh whenever he made you mad
the way he would confront you when he knew what you were thinking
the way he'd apologize and hold you when you were sad
but don't you remember?
the way he betrayed you
the way he acted when he lied to you
the way his voice sounded when he apologized to you when he wasn't sorry
the way he wasted away who you once were
the way he didn't care if what he did hurt you
you sometimes ask who you fell for
do you even know the real them?
the darkness it brings
the sadness it carries
the insecurities it gives
the thoughts it brought
fantasies of blood in your head
thoughts to kill off the pain
why the fuck is this love
now there's silence
it's all blank
as you step back and look at what you had
in those final moments
you throw away yourself
remove any evidence
and burn your memories
thank you, love
❥ ❥ ❥
i wrote this a long ass time ago, after my first breakup in my first serious relationship. i changed some of the words and it still applies(probably even more so) to my most recent heartbreak. ☹
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lunar sadness // poetry of the insomniac
PoesíaTRIGGER WARNING; mentions of abuse, self-injury, drug use, sexual content, etc. read at your own risk. poetry is mine, most lyrics are not. i'll give credit to who wrote whatever. everything in this book is relevant to my own emotion. enjoy.
