it just clicked in my head
that im really
for real
not going to see you again for a really
really
long time.
i keep just thinking that maybe they'll surprise me for my birthday, or
some random occasion thats special enough for you to be present
but its finally settling in me that
im not going to see you again
not until we are very different people
i have fought the urge to cry all day today.
i gave in three times.
all behind closed doors.
mom said i looked sad today.
dad said so too.
well what do they expect?
i lost you.
of course im sad.
i dont know what to do anymore
i find myself thinking that my life seems to be teetering on the edge of worthless, even if i know that it isnt true
i keep coming back to that conclusion no matter what i do.
everything seems pointless.
everything seems pointless, and i cant keep going on alone after i found what i never fucking asked for
i never asked for you to come into my life.
i didnt even want a boyfriend at the time.
i never asked for your braces and brown hair and golden eyes to strut into my life and make it so much better.
and then leave, and leave me not remembering how to go back to how it always was.
it was like drugs.
i was living a good life.
then you came along.
i needed you to live.
and now you are gone
and im finding that me and a heroin addict have a lot in common.
when we are torn away from our "drugs"
you will sure as hell find us on the ground,
alone,
shaking,
crying,
the whole ordeal.
lost my train of thought again.
seems to happen a lot.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
