i don't really know what to do with myself.
i don't know how to feel, even if i wanted to.
i don't know how to love, even though i want to so bad.
i don't know how to live, even though i am.
i don't know how to speak, even though i do it everyday.i don't really know.
i don't know why you fell in love with me in the first place.
i don't know why you decided on me.
i don't know why you saw them, but your eyes drilled a hole in my soul.
i don't know how to close that hole.
to this day.i don't know why you're here.
i don't know why you kiss me.
i don't know why you love me.
i don't know why you care about my weird mood swings and my isolation periods where i don't even bother to speak to you.
i don't know why you deal with my shit.
to this day.i don't know why you started to feel different, after all this.
i don't know how to catch it.
i don't know how to fix it.
i don't know if you love my anymore.
i don't know if you'll let me help you.
i don't know if you even want to be here anymore.
i don't know if you feel trapped, because you're not.
i don't know why you stayed so long if all you were planning to do was fall out of love with me.
to this day.i don't know what i did to cause this.
i don't know how to make me better, cause i'm only better with you.
i don't know how to be nice to you anymore.
i don't know how to hold you anymore.
i don't know how to love you anymore.
i don't know how to touch you anymore.
i don't really know you, anymore.
to this day.i don't know if you'll stay.
i don't know if i want you to.
(i do.)
i don't know how to keep you.
i don't know if it's worth it.
(it is.)
i don't know how to make you smile.
i don't know if i want to see it.
(i do.)
i don't know if you want to leave.
i don't really think it matters anymore.
(it does.)i don't really know if you love me.
to this day.
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Kenadee's Poems
Poetryjust some poems that have kept me from realizing who i really am. poems about the boys who left me alone to lay in bed at 3am with puffy eyes and thoughts of unknowingness. poems about my best friend who has never given up on me. poem on the thin...