You always did
Like to drink, I remember
As young as we were
I don't think you cared nor thought it serious
Do you now?
my ways of expression were
pens and paper and tears and train rides
yours
drink, more drink, never enough drink
I would always ask how things were
They were always okay
My 'okay' may be unconventional
But at least it is not a drunken stupor, or a shitfaced call at 2:33 am
crying and blubbering and more drinkingBut I remember
when I became a memory
you told me not to worry;
You told me you were not my responsibility;
you told me you never asked for me to love you.So I remember
As I sat in my bed and you sobbed like a babe
I told you I was not worried;
I told you you were not my responsibility;
I told you you never asked for me to love you.
YOU ARE READING
From My Heart, To Anyone
PoetryA teenage girl's book of poetry, thoughts and other bs things.