Dear World,
It's only been two weeks but it feels like forever.
I'm having another one of those days where my week sucks. Where no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to feel happy.
I thought that talking to her would make me feel better but it didn't. It just left me feeling emptier. I don't even know how that's possible but it happened.
I'm just like a broken vase that someone glued back together. I'm still broken, I just don't completely look like I am.
I've cried myself to sleep so many times. I thought she'd end it but I can't blame her.
How can you fix something if you don't even know it exists?
I'll fake a smile.
Maybe one day I won't have these days.
Maybe one day I won't feel like this anymore.
Maybe.
-Me
YOU ARE READING
The Way She Smiles
Poetry"I couldn't explain it, no matter how hard I tried but I fell in love with the way she smiled" ~Max
