So. I guess I have been officially diagnosed with depression and anxiety.
Nothing I didn't know.
They wanted to put me on pills.
I said no I want to figure this out without any help.
I guess what I really meant was that I was beyond helping. I deserve this pain. You left for a reason and I deserve whatever is coming to me.
I haven't seen you since that day. The day you left. The day my heart fell apart. The day I stoped caring. And the day I realized that I was just a no one.
I haven't seen him since he'd hit me.
I told my friend that night. She helped me leave and now it's a major legal thing.
He called every Wednesday. He left a Christmas present on the doorstep. And he stopped calling every week since February. Three months I haven't gotten any contact from him.
But why does it still hurt so bad.
I still feel so empty.
You were my other half and you just left. How do you just leave someone that you said was your last. Someone that you made love to everyday. Someone that you helped and comforted. Someone that you glued back together only to knock back down again.
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The Golden Girl
PoetryJayla was the perfect golden girl. With every bright girl comes a dark mind. Was Jayla's mind just too dark?
