It's 3:55 am
And I miss you
It aches me
The subliminal pain I feel when I'm around you
That I consider a drug
A "friendship"
No one could break except us
I could never have you
I knew that before you did
Still I'm the one who's stupid
For showing that I cared
When you were too weak to show me
how much I was the only option
I still think about you
And in the end, it's always me
Re-reading our texts and
Messaging you first, letting you know that
I'm sorry
When I shouldn't have been
The only one I should be apologizing to
Is myself
And the only thing I wish for you is
That one day, you come to your senses
About the chances I gave of loving you
Instead, you gambled with your luck
And lost me.
YOU ARE READING
Milk.
PoesieWelcome to my mind. I thought it was time to introduce to the world a part of me that not a lot of people haven't seen, and still fail to see. In this book, you will find a collection of quotes, poetry, love, rants, stories, and more. DISCLAIMER: [...
