It's been a while
And I don't know
What to tell you
I don't know what's left
Once, there was so much
I wanted you to know
But now, there's barely anything left
To tell you
We both moved on
I took me some time
But here I am
On my own, but okay with it
I'm fine living without you
I don't think I even remember
The last time I saw you
I can't pin it down
And I guess I'm better off like this
YOU ARE READING
what I never told you
PoetryThere are things we leave unsaid. Thoughts we never want to say out loud. But that doesn't mean they don't cross our minds.
