"Time after time, I look back wondering if what I have now is better than anything I had with you.
I told myself I had let you go but I'm a prisoner to my own feelings.
You haunt me,
The choices I make are still about you,
Even the radio is telling me to hate you.
But that's hard to do to someone who i thought breathed life into me.
I want to free you as one would free a bird, but you were my best friend and the only one I felt I could be honest with.
But a broken mirror can't show you perfection just as I couldn't help you out of a ditch unless I dug myself deeper.
I didn't care though because I loved you and I knew what I was doing to myself.
In saving you I killed myself.
But you lived and to me that's all that mattered, but now I'm dealing with the repercussions."
-L
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A series of options Left Behind In Words And Letters
PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
