I open my eyes to see and hear nothing but silence.
I roll over to see if you were still here, to kiss goodnight but it was nothing but sheets. I lye awake watching the lights from the street fade away. My mind wonders place to place as all it could think of was the empty space and heart breaks. Would I ever feel your gentle touch again...
I tossed and turned my body tangling in the white sheets. I couldn't help but cry as it was another usual night in my life. I tried to rest my eyes as well as my head but all i felt was the cold wet pillow beneath me. Soaking wet from the tears that fell from my eyes then down to my cheek. I placed a pillow next to myself to hold onto at night to convince myself that you were still there as if you have never left. My eyes finally shut as I became familiar to the darkness and lonesome of my mind.I would dream of how my life would be, having you around, how different i would be as you aren't here.
You made me happy, sadly in the end the only thing making you happy was her.. I ask what's different but its clear.. shes a girl every guy wants. I'm nothing when it comes to her, just another female trying to make herself of something. You say you want me happy but you're the only thing keeping me alive sometimes. As i reach down my bed i grabbed the grip, slowly bringing the head to my chin. Your words repeating in my mind. Our last conversation was the one where your words truly put me down into my grave but the only thing that hurts about that conversations were those last words
Those words broke me-i set my finger down pulling the trigger not regretting what was to come from my actions. You wouldn't notice, neither will anyone else. I'm only 15, just another teen who wasted her life on a guy who never once cared. But that's alright. Cause in the end i wasn't what you wanted.
Because in reality 'You Love Her'
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PoetryThis isn't a Story, these are a few poems written by me. They have to deal with past experiences and dreams.
