Loving you
was the most elaborate and ongoing form
of my self destruction.
There is no physical pain,
nor verbal pain
that can come above this.
Loving you was
like hugging a cactus.
It was pointless,
and these feelings always seemed
unrequited.
So I've decided
for both of our sakes,
it's just not worth it anymore.
(f.e.)
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the Soul
PoetryI'm just a normal girl with a lot of feelings. I just put well into writing how you feel.
