Thursday night was when I was depending on you. I needed you to tell me it was alright, but instead, you went to sleep. Nice to know that's how much I mean to you. Friday night was when I broke down and I depended heavily on you, but you weren't bothered to answer me. Now when Saturday night passes by and you still haven't bothered to check up on me I realise how fucked up you are. I realise just how little you care. You're probably supposedly busy, don't worry I'm not putting this upon you trust me this one is my fault the most not yours. But remember, my problems don't matter to you, just have fun like you always do. No need to remember the one person who needs you the most, I just wish you had a good time doing the bullshit you do.
YOU ARE READING
He's gone
Poetry[Completed] Someone leaves you, all the good memories play over and over in your head till it's too much. Every emotion you feel gets too much. Like you want to scream them out and I just wrote them down.
