Now that you're gone, I can't think straight
Going through my memories, searching for a mistake.
Was I too clingy?
Did I care too much? Or not enough?
Or was it myself in general?
Could you at least tell me? Or text me?
Because I don't want to bother you.
Since I know you have better things to do.
Just tell me what I did wrong
I can barely sleep, just sitting there thinking,
What did I do to make you drift away?
And I'm sorry
If what you see in me,
Is not always happiness and smiles
Just know that I miss you
And if you never talk to me again,
I'm sorry you wasted your time
talking to a broken rhyme.
YOU ARE READING
Crappy poetry
PoezieSo this is (obviously) a poetry book. Most of the poems are sad. All of them are originals. If they sound like another one that already exists deal with it, its not my fault.
