I can't stay
Stuck on you
Like a fish on a hook
When you've already let me off the line
I can't be
Mooning after you
When you've already
Given your sun to someone else
I can't spend
Every night
Wasting my tears on you
While you're sharing laughter with someone else.
I can't keep
Hurting my heart
By remembering everything we used to have
When you've already tossed the past aside like three years of "us" never existed.
I can't keep
Cutting myself on every
Glass-shard memory that shattered into sharp pieces
When your scars have already faded.
I have to move on.
I have to
Because you already have.
And maybe
That's for the best.
YOU ARE READING
These Insufficient Words
PoetryPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost This is my own collection of thoughts. My own stories, through the deepest sorrow and highest peaks of happiness I've had in my rather brief life, and s...