F R O M D U S K, T O D A W N.

4:45 am

9. TEMPORARY FEELINGS

I am tired of the fading scents
On my pillows and on my skin.
I am tired of picking up your clothes
And contemplating if i should keep them,
Not knowing if you will return
And if yes then when?

I am tired of deleting your text messages
And canceling your calls.
I am tired of explaining to my friends
What happened.
I'm sick of your name
and your excuses
Your appologies
And mistakes.

I am tired of your love,
Of the thought that i'm not enough,
Of you and your inability to stay.

I am tired of your unfixable heart
Of your unsolvable problems
Of listening to
You and you
Over and over and over again.

I'm tired of overthinking,
And being sleepless,
Im tired of wondering if you're istening,
Of hoping you are,
And knowing you're not.

My heart is weary of
You
And all your temporary feelings
The landslide of emotions,
The turbulence of them.

I want you to stay,
Or leave.

There is no in between.

-h/l