Two simple words were all it took to stop my heart and freeze my breathing.
Why does terrible news always come after such joy? I was happy before you know, happier than I had been in ages, and now it's been ripped away from me again.
You're leaving you say, heading off toward greener pastures.
You'll miss me, you make sure I know that, but you're still coating me in choking clouds of dust brought about by your sudden departure.
And I want to be happy for you - I do, but I don't know how.
For years you've been my rock, my friend, my confidant. With you gone, who will I have? I think I know the answer though, and that's no one, which terrifies me.
Change is cruel and unexpected. Everyone claims it's a positive thing, to embrace it when it comes, but I cannot.
I'm scared, I'm alone, and I just want you to stay, but that desire is selfish at best and fiendish at worst.
I wish you all the luck in the world, even while my own personal universe is shattering around me.
- starr
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Starfall (Poetry)
Poetry"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets." - Arthur Miller A messy collection of poems written in my formative years. 2016 - 2018 ~~~ Trigger warnings may apply to some of these. Completed
