"If I could see what you saw when you met me, I feel like my life would be complete.
When you look at me what do see?
Do you pity me? Don't.
You made me promise something I could never keep.
I've barely managed to make it this far and you want me to keep on?
I made this promise because I thought you'd be there to support me.
I don't see things like you did. Did I do something wrong is that why you left me?
I want to hope that maybe you still care but I know you don't.
I'm waiting for you to respond and this anxiety is killing me.
I'm hoping you'll give me a reason to hate you, if I hate you, getting over you will be way easier than it ever was before.
But there's also a part of me hoping that maybe you love me too, but no that won't be good for me.
Hurt me and I'll recover.
Tell me you love me and I'll fall into your trap all over again.
Your love is a poison, it's not good for me."
-L
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PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
