We were inseparable until you met her.
That little place I had in your heart was now taken by someone else. And still my heart was all yours, and still my love was all yours.
She's slowly changing you, you stopped hanging out with me, you stopped texting me and you stopped caring about me.
You were my rock, and I thought I was yours.
You were my everything and I wish I was yours.
But you know what they say, people change. But maybe you didn't change, maybe you were like this even before you met her, I was just too blind to notice that my presence wasn't appreciated.
But now I'm alone, sitting in a small corner of my room. Waisting my tears on you.
But how could you blame me, I was falling and you didn't catch me.
YOU ARE READING
When depression hits.
PoesiaA book full of my thoughts whenever depression would hit me like a brick. If you're interested into reading just know that I'm putting my whole heart for you to read.
