No matter what you say these days I can never tell you what I missed
The day you drug me down the stairs when you saw scars upon my wrist
But when the memories flood back I feel every part you hurt
I can recall you picked me up and pushed me back into the dirt.
I can remember each flower you gave me on our date
Those stupid songs played on the radio that I have learned to hate.
The lingered touch you left on every inch of my skin
Thinking back to that first time I never should have let you in.
My head is spinning from the pieces that you stole
I fear my heart is gone and all you've left is a black hole
It swallows up the light that I have tried to bear
Your love for that other girl was something she just couldn't share
I'm sorry that my love was not good enough for you
But I will tell you now that love is something I don't feel is true.
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Mourning Skies
RandomDark poetry, slam poetry, love poetry, five word stories, and my deepest thoughts