She still hasn't talked to me.
The walls seem to swallow me up,
And I can't breathe.
I feel like I'm overreacting,
But honestly, I can't tell.
It hurts to be ignored.
It's like a potion of emotions are stirring up inside of me,
I can't comprehend myself anymore.
It's been two months.
2 months.
It's like I'm watching the clock,
Time feels like it's passing by slower.
I want to press stop on the clock.
Why can't I press pause?
Why?
I've even written notes for her.
No response.
Write
Wait
Write
Wait
An endless cycle.
2 months.
I haven't even seen her at the coffee shop.
It's like she was erased entirely.
Why?
I'll be fine.
It'll be okay.
I'll tell myself this until it's true.
I will not let my world revolve around someone else's.
It's difficult.
But hopefully, I'll be fine.
"Putting yourself down seems to be your number one rule,
But I'll still always be admiring you like a fool."
2 whole months.
Why?
I'm not dead (sorry I've been gone for so long). Also I'm sorry that this is short. I'm just trying to get back into the swing of things.
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Strawberry Smoothie (Hiatus)
Поэзия"Is it wrong to love someone? Your heart becomes as fragile as glass, and I'm scared she will shatter it, because she doesn't want a strawberry smoothie" The story of a girl, loving a girl who's too scared to love again. Cover created by: @myfo...
