There was no romance about my heart after you left,
Where's the romance in screaming into your pillow,
Crying until you throw up,
Cutting scars into your skin until your outside matches the inside.
Where's the romance in your legs not being able to hold you up,
Even sleep being an exercise of torture,
For my dreams were filled with you.
Where's the romance in begging any force to bring him back,
Wishing it wouldn't hurt as it does,
The unbearable, uncomparable pain that he brought.
YOU ARE READING
Mine <3
PoetryPlease don't copy my work it's very close to me, it can be posted if given credit, Thank you <3
