I don't really think about
You anymore.
Or rather, I don't let myself
Think.
I keep myself as busy as I can
So I don't have the time
To linger on you.
And now I'm so tired.
When I'm supposed to be sleeping
I spend my time thinking of you
To make up for all the time I've lost.
This poem is a bit different; I had to give my dog away a little bit ago, and it was very hard for me. She was my best friend, and to cope with it I put my feelings on paper. This one is for you, baby. 💕
YOU ARE READING
Him
PoesiaLove is a hard thing. Getting over the love you lost Is even harder. It was torture; But when I look back Years from now, I will smile because Although I thought I would never be okay, I will be.
