10:41 pm, Thursday, 9th November
I wanted you to stay,
I really did.
Perhaps I had pictured the future
and seen you within it -
Perhaps that had been my downfall,
attaching my heart to the idea of you
even though a part of me had always known that I wasn't enough to make you stay.
YOU ARE READING
dysphoria
Poetrysilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
