She had the demeanor of a wrecking ball in the way that she destroyed everything she touched. I knew this before I fell for her, but yet I still allowed myself to fall. She was broken but somehow that made me love her even more, and for some reason I took on all the responsibilities that came with being with a person who destroyed the world around her and didn't stop to look at all of the fires she'd started behind her. So I become her extinguisher, I put all of the fires out and made things easier for her. The reality was that she would keep running (and destroying everything and everybody in her path) and I would keep putting out her fires. I still loved her even though everything about her screamed to get away, but my ignorance would prove to be my downfall as her the next fire was one I couldn't put out, the next fire burned brighter than the rest of then because it was me. She burned me alive and left me there without looking back.
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The Words I Never Said
PoetryI started writing some of these poems in 2018 after homecoming of my sophomore year. I felt heart broken after being rejected but found an outlet for my pain after reading some poetry online. I began writing and found that I quite enjoyed doing it a...