when i was a kid,
i believed in your lies.
when you said you won't leave me,
but it was only followed by your goodbyes.
was i too much of a pathetic child?
was i just not good enough?
that you one day, took your belongings
and left our home without even looking back
i woke up that day,
and cried. an 8 year old feeling lifeless.
our family picture hanging crookedly on the wall.
my heart more broken than your life.
and i refuse to get over it,
because all those times i needed you,
y o u w e r e n ' t t h e r e .
and we'll, you were living happily,
while I was living half-heartedly.
