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wasn’t it too absurdthat you left me uprooted and yet i still wish you will remembermy name without stuttering

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wasn’t it too absurd
that you left me uprooted
and yet i still wish you will remember
my name without stuttering.
didn’t i tell you,
that you were
like sunshine and rainbows,
pleasing and beautiful;
but you were also like
winter,
sending chills
to my
𝘴 𝘱 𝘪 𝘯 𝘦 .

how could you be so radiantly
warm and cold at the same time? 

you taught me how to
greet cold mornings
with bitterness in my mouth,
the wounds and scrapes
weren’t even healing.
i envy the clouds,
for they can pour everything
out with a falling rain
and yet here i am,
i thought i’d grown tired
from skipping meals
and hanging my stray hair
on the shower walls.
i thought i’d grown tired
of letting myself get drunk
and collapse on the dance floor.
i thought i’d grown tired
from sobbing myself to sleep
or skipping your favorite song,
but i never thought the pain
you caused was too unbearable
that it keeps on bottling up
in my chest and stomach.

how ironic we can say
to other people the word
g o o d b y e,
but when it comes to you,
i don't know how to say it anymore.

i bet it will sound strange
if i utter that word without
trembling or the feeling of urge to hate,
because i still ponder every minute
why we drifted apart
and wake up as strangers again.

i’m not saying i didn’t cry,
but in-between i laugh—
i realized how silly it is
to take anything too seriously.

perhaps, because i'm scared.
i always feel scared.
so, when it comes to letting go,
it’s always the other person who cuts the rope
while i remain holding whatever remains of it.
and it’s so sad that i’m always
the one who end up feeling this.

i wonder, if i ever cross into your mind even for a minute.


//. i wish it’s easy to forget when you already left me forsaken
art work : @/anna abola art

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