the truth is, i can't make myself happy
only other people can
and i've left a lot of people
to be where i am today
i swear it was for the best
but it only breaks me
i fell in love with all of them
and still i've left them
it's all so painful
i can't help but cry
and feel empty
I'm sorry.
YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
