I know I have no right to feel this way about whatever is going on between us yet I can't help but feel like this new mysterious person in your life is stealing your heart right out of my hands and all I can do is sit there and watch it all play out, I'm all too well familiar with what happens next.
The heartache, the tears that'll trickle slowly in memory of us, having to swallow down my words to give you and your new friend space, trying to erase you from my life even though every time I go home my mother asks about you.
Hopelessly attempting to convince you that I'm still worth loving, aimlessly trying to prove myself to you, practically making a fool of myself in-front of anyone who knows me just to still be able to feel you around me.
This stinking feeling that won't stop eating at me is taking me to a dark place, a place I thought I completely erased.
I'm hurting and all I want is for you to be mine again.
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Emotional Torture.
PoesíaCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
