after what happened
you've shut me out
i miss you so much
and i wish that you'd come back
but you're stubborn, i know
and you won't give in
you're also strong so you wont crack as easily
but maybe if you cracked, you'd come back
i will remember the memories we share, and the things we used to laugh about
they were silly things, most definitely
but those were silly things we shared
and the things we shared kept us the closest
i miss you,
i wish you were here now
but it seems i've truly lost you
and that scares me more than it hurts me.
come back.
YOU ARE READING
black roses painted red.
Poezjathis is a book that i have poured my heart, soul and all my vulnerabilities into. thank you for being my home and holding my heart when no one else did. i hope when you read this that you can connect with me and the others who have read this, i hope...
