love is a choice,
but you chose not to.
am i really so worthless to you
that you had to chose to leave me behind
in search of a better life?
was my illness too much to bear?
were my habits too strange?
was i not good enough?
for you to leave me behind
broken
tired
scared
unstable?
what did i do wrong?
did i not show you enough love?
was giving you my whole world not good enough to make you stay?
and now you want your shirt back
the one that always smells like you
the one that i wore every night to comfort me when i was feeling suicidal
you want to take everything back.
well, i want everything back as well.
not only my favorite hoodie that i gave you,
or the expensive video game that you accidentally lost,
but i want my heart back.
i want all those years of love back.
i want to take it all back.
because you broke my heart,
and i thought our two hearts created a whole,
but a chunk of my soul was left clinging to yours when we broke up.
and i'm the only one hurting.
do you know how much that hurts?
YOU ARE READING
everything changes (but we all stay the same)
Poetryif my life could be replayed, if i could share my struggles over the course of time, if i could create such a thing, an endless recording of my life; it would be over hours and hours of overthinking. - (trigger warning for frequent, graphic descr...
