You're gone,
Deleted from my phone
My social media
My messages
My life.
And I should be relieved
But the pangs in my stomach
And the tightening of my throat
Are not relief.
I should be relieved
But the shakiness of my breath
And the quiver in my voice
Are not relief.
I should be relieved
But the tears in my eyes
And the whispers for you
Are not relief.
I should be relieved
But the longing of my heart
And the doubt in my mind
Are not relief.
I should be relieved
But when I look in the mirror
I don't see relief.
I should be relieved.
But you are gone.
And all I feel is
Numb.
YOU ARE READING
Him
PoetryLove 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.
