Poetry Diaries 1: Nepenthe

32. Still Needing Closure

Twenty-first of August
Three empty years back
My world was ripped to shreds
By your motherfucking text
Your last I-love-you
Burned like a goodbye
Breaking up was your excuse
So I wouldn't lose my shit
I lost you and more
A best friend, lover and sounding board
No wonder my head is far off
Filled with haziness
Of songs and broken dreams
Every melody from your lips
Breaks me all over again
Memory is a bitch I despise
No second passed that I was sane
I'm losing it
Rainbows became storms
I was drenched in misery
You were fine
While I was barely surviving
How could you do this to me?
Why was your love so brittle?
Did I ever mean that much to you?
Even now I still drink about you
Secretly I toast to your present
Your new girl
My polar opposite
I can never compare
You tear my self-esteem
Too motherfucking shreds
I regret you
I miss you
I hate you
I love you

//Still Needing Closure
Eririn