everywhere i go
you
haunt me.
i see you in my dreams,
as i see myself
smiling
laughing
happy.
and at times like these,
i question
why?
why did i choose to go?
why did i have to leave?
.
but in the end
i choose to not look back.
__
the aroma of coffee
with a hint of cinnamon
i struggle not to cry.
why?
why won't you just leave me alone?
why am i still hurting?
i am unable to take
a single
sip.
__
i've
never hated anyone more
more than myself
more than you.
you've ruined everything i
love
just as i ruined
you.
__
cameras flash
and i smile
and smile
and
smile.
fake and sweet and so, so cold.
even as people cheer
even as my posture exudes confidence.
because
i am a liar.
a cold-hearted, dirty, dirty liar.
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i pretend to not see you
standing amongst the crowd.
watching
watching
so, so
so, so
sad.
and when i turn my back
i am thankful.
thankful that you are well
thankful that you are healing
thankful that you can't see the
tears
f
a
l
l
.
but
if i'm thankful
why am i
stuck?
why is time not
moving
on?
—
why can't we
go back
to that time
where we
danced our days away?
—
—L.
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inevitable
Poetry"sometimes... you have to let it go." - love doesn't always end with a happily-ever-after.
