it's at 3am
that you feel
and remember
everything.
when you
become aware
of all the things
you're missing out
on
and all the
people
who you're not close
to anymore
and all the good times
that will never
happen again
and all the people
who meant the
world to you
who have forgotten
about you forever
and it's this
awful feeling
that's a mix
of
loneliness
and
nostalgia.
YOU ARE READING
forget.
PoetryThere is mention of depression, suicide and self harm in certain chapters in this book; if that bothers you in any way, please don't read. if you choose to, however, be warned. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~
