You finally told me how you felt.
Finally told me that there was nothing between us and probably will never be.
I broke.
Again.
You broke my heart twice.
And I let you.
I wrote you a letter telling you how I felt because I know messages or phone calls wouldn't go through since I assumed you blocked me to make it easier.
I wrote that I still loved you.
That I will always love you.
That I have forgiven you for breaking my heart once and how I wished you could have done the same.
I also was honest on how I felt.
You are a coward.
You didn't try to love me again.
You thought maybe there was a force that would come to you in the night and make you feel something for me.
That's not trying.
You never wanted to fully give yourself to me so instead of trying fully you left.
You used me for my body, you finally built an album of what you wanted.
So leaving was all that you knew to do.
So I wrote all of that down and went to your work.
I haven't seen you in person in over two years.
To say I was nervous is a complete understatement.
I finally saw you and once I did I stopped walking.
You took my breath away.
In the best and worse way possible.
Your eyes were everything I have wanted & missed.
You were speechless that I was at your work.
I assured you I wasn't there to confess my love in front of your coworkers or make any scene.
Just a simply "goodbye."
A goodbye that you wanted.
I simply gave you the envelope holding my heart.
I asked if I could hug you
You shook your head.
No words left your mouth yet I was talking a mile a minute.
I took that as a sign to leave.
I looked at you one more time and left.
I can't help but wonder if you even read the letter inside or if you threw it away.
I guess I'll never know.
In the end I did give a letter to my long lost friend.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PoesíaI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
