Vents Hidden in Verse

i don't love you

A/N: angst angst angst! very dark, trigger warning 😅

written during the summer of 2018!

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Your feet run quick to the pace of my tears,
Dripping and dropping the farther you are from here.
They roll down my face, stain the corners of my mouth,
And get saltier and saltier the more you drive south.

You drive painstakingly fast to get away from me
The rain through the windows is all I can see
Drip drop, drip drop goes the beat of my heart,
Falling, falling, like how we fell apart

It's funny how four words could cause all this drama,
Leaving me here, welling in the trauma.
The words, "I don't love you," ringing in my ears,
I walk into the bathroom to end these painful years.