Plane Ticket

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prompt // betrayal, soap, and a plane ticket

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i found betrayal in the form of soap and a plane ticket

his eyes still stare into mine but love has never felt so wicked

he snickers and says 'thank you' as he turns to leave

now all i can feel is an outpouring of grief

was i not good enough? did i not try?

or am i just a speck of dust in a world of small fry?

i thought he loved me - after all, feelings never lie

but i guess there's always a first time to say goodbye

i found betrayal in the form of soap and a plane ticket

yet my heart longs for him every day, every minute

the world crushed on me the second he walked away

yet i cannot find a way to really feel dismay

because one day, i know he'll come back

and when it happens, i'll stop feeling so wrecked
i know it may not be realistic, but that doesn't matter
any fantasy is better than living in this gutter
in a place where all resemblances of love turn to black
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a/n - hello friends! i hope you've been doing well :) school is tiring and stressful as usual but i hope you like this pre-written poem! writer's block is really ruining my ability to write right now so i hope you find this okay :"))) have a wonderful day or night ahead and take care !!! <3

also I rarely write poems about desire and infatuation or whatever so i hope this was somewhat decent rip

++ my new rant / poetry book, 'oxygen mask' is up now! please consider giving it a read haha :') you don't need to, though - the fact that you're reading this already means so much to me! :D

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