Turns out that after all of this time I figured out why I was never too sure of you.
After almost an entire year I found out what truly bothered me about you.
And the truth is.
I have no idea who you are anymore.
And that is why each time you break my heart I lose a bit more love for you.
Not because you keep destroying my precious heart, but because I simply realize that you're not the same.
You aren't the same.
Not that you should be after so much time but I can barely recognize you.
Each unfortunate time we meet up again, I see that similar face but I don't feel that familiar person.
It kinda hurts to see.
Even though you're really trying to get back with me, I can't see that.
I don't see that.
I don't know who you are anymore and it bothers me.
I do want to be friends, but even the friendship and seeing who you are now just isn't the same comfort I feel.
Like you've turned from someone I loved into someone I don't know if I can stand anymore.
I'm confused.
Maybe it's a test telling me to finally bury the memories we shared.
I don't know, but I finally figured out what was wrong this entire time.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
