It never stops hurting.
Ever.
The moments passing them in the hallway.
The looks from across what feels like worlds.
Just their name can break your heart.
So you stop listening.
Stop looking.
Maybe if you stop listening and seeing everything it will hurt less.
So you hear but dont listen.
Look but dont see.
Until You stop feeling.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for sad people
PoetryA bunch of sad poems for people who are tired. Really tired. Just tired. Updates daily but not on Fridays
