Please.
Just stop.
Stop haunting me
With memories of us
Memories of you.
Those happy memories
Were now tainted black
Everytime I think back
It hurts.
So.
Damn.
Much.
...
Could you imagine the shock
The terror
The horror I felt
When i caught you with her?
I could literally hear
The fabric holding me together
Ripping
The strands of cotton
Snapping
My glass heart
Shattering
My soul
Being torn in half.
That
Was how much I loved you
How much I cared for you
And how broken you left me
After it all.
You then told me
That I wasn’t good enough for you
That you never loved me
That we were never meant to be.
You left
With her
Leaving me
All alone.
I felt myself
Sinking to my knees
Sinking deeper and deeper
Into the deep abyss you left me in
The fabric
Was completely torn in half
Then quarters
Then eighths
Every single strand of cotton
Snapped
Now, they were too short
To ever be sewed back again.
My heart
Was broken, shattered
Till all that was left
Was tiny, tiny glass shards
My soul
Left me
Leaving me as the ghost
As who i used to be.
After all,
There isn’t a cure
For a broken heart.
Is there?
...
Please.
Just stop.
Stop haunting me
With memories of us
Memories of you.
You were just a reminder
Of how stupid I was
To fall in love with you.
You were just a reminder
Of the guy who
Broke.
My.
Heart.
[A/N:] Hello everyone! Thanks for supporting this book so far! (why am I only doing my first author's note on my 17th poem? better late than never, right?) Now that exams are over, I will have more time to write! So this book will be updated more frequently (exactly how frequent idk) so stay tuned!
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Fragments of A Soul
Poetry'I'm no longer a whole; just fragments of a soul. My life is no longer red or yellow or blue; all that's left is a greyish hue. But, my soul will be whole once again and my life will be filled with sunshine and rain. Till then, words will be my esc...
