Poem 48

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I didn't want to write this, for fear that'd you reply
Remember when you told me you weren't ready to say goodbye?
Don't answer if you read this, but what happened between now and then?
Why fight to have me back if you knew you'd leave again?
Four months this time, you fooled me with your smile
You've ruined relationships for me; I'm broken for a while
I know I'm better off, but it still hurts, you know?
One week you say I love you, the next you chose to go.
I knew it was over the moment you disappeared
But once you said it's over, you did everything I feared.
Every plan for the future, every promise of forever
With just one God damn email, everything was severed.
You packed up every memory I loved and chose to walk away.
I was forced to just accept it, there was nothing I could do or say.
So now every morning, I wake up and break my back writing,
Stay up till 1 am, just to ignore the pain I'm fighting.
I'm scared to go to sleep now, still not used to not having your voice.
So I stay up until I don't remember falling asleep, it's my only choice.
If not then I doze off, with you stuck on my brain.
I curl up in a ball and cry out all the pain.
My friends, they say you don't deserve to have me cry over you
And while I admit that it is true,
I can't ignore the emptiness, I can't ignore the sorrow
Of knowing that I won't wake up and say good morning to you tomorrow.
I show signs of hope, some days I feel I might move on
But then it sinks in again and I hate that you are gone.
Z usually gets me through it, but some nights I'm forced to cry it out.
We were riding towards our future, why choose another route?
I just don't understand it, you said we were meant to be
But one day you woke up and what you wanted wasn't me.
So here I am again, mourning the loss of you once more
While you're doing just fine the way you were before.
And while I'll say I miss you, please don't come back a third time
Because there'll come a day when I'm doing perfectly fine
And I'd rather you not ruin it with your false hope and tongue of lies
Because I'm really sick of you being my demon in disguise.

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