It's hard to remember your face in the early mornings and not seeing a message displaying itself on my cracked screen, it's hard waking up with heartache still, I should be used to it by now but I'm not.
You seem to carry a chunk of my heart still because now I feel incomplete and alone, and I miss the way you used to cuddle me, I miss the little sparks and now it's new years and I'm sat in the dark with a head full of memories and a heart ripped apart.
But you left for a while, I forgot about it all and I was content, but your red flags surely brought you back and I'm unsure of why, with confessions and secrets you shared, my head is muddled up and now I'm scared.
Scared of going downhill again, scared of missing you when I know you're in bed with someone else, I'm really not sure why you had to make it so complicated by telling me how you felt so far down the line, and I thought I had moved on but now the memories are replaying again.
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Letters In My Head
PoetryI will write letters in my head laced with blood and tears to create a sense of reality to fight my fears in a world that is broken and bruised, i've been misplaced. Some topics covered in my poems might cause distress so please read at your own ri...
