she made roses bloom in my lungs,
every single one is stinging me.
the pain is unbearable,
saying goodbye to the person
you loved the most.
it's a double edged knife, she getting hurt and I
suffer with the consequence.
the pain.
I'll have remnants of the time we were together.
it was the only thing keeping me from falling apart.
the tears drip down my dead face and plunge like heavy rainfall.
my eyes are so puffy, I've been crying for 2 days straight now.
I don't think I can ever love again
all the pictures we took, all the poems I wrote for you, I must burn them.

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