Seven months and here I am.
Cutting the string,
Letting it go.
Burning your picture.
Forgetting our memories.
I'd say I'm happier,
You know I lie.
You've hung me,
Worse than a noose.
It hurts.
I snapped.
We're gone.
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Despite my depressing way of dealing with things I've gotten quite a bit better. I feel different, like I've changed completely. Not really sure if its for better or worse it just is.
YOU ARE READING
Sunsetz ~poetry~
PoetryAll my feelings written out for you to see. ~~~ Collection of short stories updated when I need to let my feelings free.
