personal monologue, if you wanna know.

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truth is I don't know what or how to feel anymore
my life doesn't feel full or empty or anything
and yet I look at you
the person, thing that cause me so much
pain and love and heartbreak and joy
and I wonder sometimes how you were and are
did you ever really find out how it was?
of course, not the whole thing, only one knows that
but enough to see how I relied on you for almost
everything.
and do you forgive me for the things I did and said
to and away from you, the jokes I laughed over
and if you don't, I don't know what I'd do to be honest,
but I'd know one thing for sure,
life just wouldn't be empty no more, no sir, it wouldn't.

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