It's okay
Really, it is
I know what you mean
I've grown used to it
Because I'm never enough, am I?
Never #1 in anyone's eyes
Never the best
To my demise
So love, if one day
I don't call you anymore
If morning passes
And you think to text I forgot
Make no mistake
I didn't either
I know you grew tired of me
As I've grown of your bullshit
Know, love, that when I don't answer
I'm done
And that's okay
I'm done with you
And this shitty life
Don't contact me
Don't look for me
Love, just accept that I'm gone
It's ok
You won't feel my kisses in the morning
Or that warm hug at night
The sweetness of your coffee
Nor the bright lights
If you see my face in the news
Ignore it
Go on with your day
You never cared
And that's okay
YOU ARE READING
Quartz at Moondance
PoesieScraps of writting that weren't to be published, but still did. 「 I wasn't planning on letting the world see this particular book because it is very raw and personal, but I'd rather choose how my story gets told 」 W A R N I N G S ~ Strong languag...
