I found a piece of you in my bed one night. I found it while I was crying over what you did to me. It made itself comfortable in my bed with me while I laid there numb. It poked my broken heart a few times almost like it was taunting me, making fun of me. Like it was laughing at me for being in pain. It stayed in my bed with me the entire night despite how many times I took it and threw it across my room. Every time I threw it, it came running right back to my bed with me and proceeded to laugh in my face. It stayed there all night long laughing at me while I slept. When I woke up in the morning it was still there, laughing at my tear stained face and messy hair. When I came home from school that day it was still there in my bed, laughing at me while I had a mental breakdown over school and about how much I missed you. It laughed at me while I slowly climbed into bed and laid there and stared at the wall with tears flowing down my face. I didn't throw it across my room this time though. I figured there was no point, it would just come running right back to me anyway. I just let it sit there and laugh at me. It continued to laugh at me for weeks, just sitting on my bed laughing at my pain every single day. I don't think it will ever leave and stop laughing at me.
YOU ARE READING
The Pieces of You
PoetryIf you really want to know the pain and heartbreak you put me through, this is for you. I know you will never want to know what you did to me. It's easier for you to just forget about it and act like it never even happened. Unfortunately I cannot...
