It's weird. Not having him around. His voice, his face, his ideas, everything about him is just gone. Lots of people in the room but no one feels like him. The vibe is different, everything feels so surreal right now. It's like a dream... a bad dream: a nightmare.
Although it's true, my mind is healthier. Not having him around frees my thoughts a lot. But not having him around also makes me overthink a lot. Like, how is he? Where is he? Is he happy? Not that it's any of my business, but I care. I care a lot about certain people who shouldn't mean anything to me, that's one of my biggest issues. I just get lost for a moment and go on with crazy ideas that don't have any sense. Sometimes I wish I was gone too, him and I in a different and new place, but having each other just makes it beautiful.
I know I shouldn't think about him and I constantly ask myself "why?". Why do I keep damaging myself for someone who probably never thinks about me? I don't actually know the answer, but I'm close. I'm close to figuring myself out, but it's difficult. Especially when all I have from him is memories.
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PoetryI think we all have met someone who makes us absolutely crazy. These poems/writings are about him, the person that trapped me with his words and made me fall in love with him. Hope you can love him just as I do.
