The thought of the first hey is like butterflies on a bright day
The thought of the first call is oceans sweeping you away
The thought of the first hand hold, the first hug, the first kiss, is memories unforgettableTo loose it all is a fire burning alive
The sight of him with someone else is like living in hellLooking at him laughing and looking at her how he used to be with you is a knife piercing the heart
Seeing him happy but knowing it's not because of you is a hurricane of emotionsEvery moment, every text, and to have it all back is a dream
that
won't
come trueThe feeling of being alone is like walking in an endless circle
The feeling of being left is like an aunt struggling to surviveIt's worse when you only see one answer, one solution to your problem
But you're stronger,
You have to beBut to end it all right now is something you wish
To take the pain and bury it away
Hoping the hurting stopsIf he cared he wouldn't have left
If he was right he wouldn't be breaking youBut maybe he's an acceptation
Because he feels right when everything else is wrong
Acting one way like you're special and you mean something and then she walks in and it's like you don't exist anymore, you've shrunk down and become invisible and no one even knows you're gone
Hurting is like an empty hole sending shivers down your spine and then being lit with all the fury in the world beneath your feet
Please let the hurting stop
Please let the pain end
It's swallowing me whole it's taking me in too deepI'm scared
I won't get out
I'm scared
I'll never
Be
Okay
A G A I N
YOU ARE READING
Am I okay?
PoetryThe feelings of everything tightly wond up into a ball until they explode onto paper