I'm trying to connect
all the pieces that are left
from this tearing past
I don't want to be torn
I keep talking to you,
but it feels so damn silent
as if every word gets lost
in the space between us
don't look at me,
if you can't see
who I am
what happened
that you think
I would be okay with that?
surely you didn't notice
how I looked at you
surely never realised
what I was willing to give
I thought
I owe you all of this,
but then
I learned
you aren't even worth the pain
maybe
I did to myself
what you've already done to me
so
I will do to myself
what you never could
and love
YOU ARE READING
poems.
Poetrybest rank: #29 in #myyouth #35 in #feminism #61 in #selflove #68 in #thoughts #30 in #poetry ~explain what love means to you. •if I could explain my definition of love, I wouldn't ever have to write a poem again•
