It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help but feel empty.
It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help be but feel incomplete.
It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help feel that a part of me has been ripped off and thrown to the floor like I'm nothing.
It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help but feel like I'm still in love with him and that my world is falling to pieces and I'm frozen in time.
It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help but see him in my dreams and thoughts.
It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help but think of him all the time. That is no Exaggeration. Every hour I have at least thought about you.
It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help but thinking of kissing your sweet lips and holding your gorgeous tense body in my arms again.
It's been 3 months now.
But I can't help but think I'm such a fucking stupid cunt who can't do anything right.
It's been 3 months now.
And I'm so sorry sweetheart. I'm sorry.
YOU ARE READING
It's been 3 months now
PoetryIt's been 3 months now. But I still love you with everything I've got. I hope you know I feel stupid and pathetic for letting you go. I hope you know I wish I still had you here.
