Goodbye,
The feeling of loneliness lingered in your eyes. You begged to be loved but you pushed it away before you could grasp it. I witnessed you push someone away, being cold towards the person that could give you hope. Why? Why would you do that? You don't want to be alone but you're terrified of people getting too close to you. I laughed and shook my head, I was being hypocritical. I do the same damn thing. I put my hands into my pockets and leave. Not looking back at you or your person. I knew if I did, I would be reminded of my regrets. Just so you know, it will haunt you for pushing that person away. You will regret doing it because, in the end, they are the hope you need.
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YOU ARE READING
Hello, Goodbye
PoezjaThese are notes to the ones I saw, but never spoke to. To the ones I lost and never found- to all the ones who need this. To all the ones who feel the same way as I do. This is for you, not me.
