all those subtle hints i've been grasping so tightly, the small looks, the seemingly meaningful captions, my songs you posted
must of have been subconsciously placed within me
all the words unsaid will be left to wither
am i will be left with them
i have realized you actually left me
there is no running from the reality that i am alone anymore
because theres someone new
someone beautiful
someone who holds your attention
and i am not her
i am being left behind confused and half full
knowing what used to fill me and not knowing where it went
while you whole-heartedly, unapologetically continue on
as if i never happened
as if it was over
as if you hadn't gone for groceries without clarifying you weren't coming home
this home we built that has given me happiness i wouldn't even think possible and comfort i've never known
and now will never
because on your way out you packed up all the things around our house that made her worth living in
leaving me in an empty house without any means of filling her back up
and i know now that you weren't leaving for groceries
YOU ARE READING
2019 Poem Journal
Poésiesome parts are written with more care than others. grammar is overlooked for the preservation of the moment. enjoy this journey, or don't, but this honestly is to be continued.
