I can't forget about you, my dearest love.
But, i can pretend you didn't exist in my life.
I can push you to the back of my mind.
I can pull you back out when I'm in my bed at night
and I'll cry till i can't breathe and my eyes are heavy
with exhaustion.
You caused me the greatest amount of pain
but, i still love you.
You are still my universe.
You are the moon to my stars,
And i hate you for It.
YOU ARE READING
The hurting.
PoesiaThis is the poetry of my hurt. These poems are the result of my trauma, heart ache, and loneliness . Rupi Kaur is an inspiration, but my pain is my biggest one. Enjoy.
