"Do you miss me?"
"When do I not miss you? I find myself every second of everyday thinking about what you were to me. It's not easy to forget you like that. Up in my head I built a future for us, I pictured something so vividly clear I could almost touch it, and it was so close to being real, until I lost you...and I guess I never really thought about what would happen if I lost you, it never felt right to think of a future without you in it but now that I'm here, far away from you, I realize everything can fade away, however, none of this feels real- it's- it's almost as if my head refuses to accept the fact that you aren't mine anymore, that I'm not allowed to feel for you or love you or get jealous over you anymore, and that's heartbreaking...I never thought I'd lose you this way- but I did."
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Sorry for this. it's messy.
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Emotional Torture.
PoetryCollection 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
