Maybe it would be better
if I didn't talk to you today,
because I feel like I let
you down last night.
It was only two cuts,
I promise,
but those two cuts
are such a stab
in the back
because you trusted
me.
I feel that I'm in your way
of finding happiness
or finding someone else,
but you always tell me
no,
and I always believe you.
Maybe you'll miss me
if I don't talk to you
anymore.
Maybe you'll talk
to me first
to see how I'm doing,
but I know
that you won't
do that because that's
the kind of person
you are.
I wish you'd care enough
to know how I'm doing
after I've been broken.
YOU ARE READING
I Was She
Poetry[Complete] A series of poems and short stories tell the sad tale of a breakup, of rejection, and of finding new love. From losing her soulmate to learning to see the world from a different perspective, M.A. Rivers writes down every last feeling that...
