My darling,
It's day three of what could have been the beginning of a lifetime.
But I've spent the whole time convincing myself you're not there.
Because I'm sure you'll understand,
That I can't be with you.
I'm too young, I can't even convince myself to stay in school.
I'm too fragile, I still can't tell if the things that go bump in the night are in my head or not.
I'm too scared.
I'm too sure.
Too sure that I know I can never have you.
Unsure of whether you're even there yet everytime I look down to where you might be,
My heart clenches in a way that it's never done before.
And it hurts me to think that you could have been something amazing,
Something incredible.
The only thing I would have ever really loved.
And I made you disappear before your heart could even beat.
YOU ARE READING
Pretend I'm Screaming This
PoetryA compilation of poems that are meant to be screamed on stage.
