its been a week since we last spoke
a part of me thinks it's my fault
maybe I said too much
maybe I never even meant anything to you in the first place
but its 4 am again
and a tear rolls down my cheek as the thought of you consumes my mind
its eating me alive and I know you know
-but I also know you don't care
YOU ARE READING
love lost
Poetrysome are about mental health, love, losing someone, someone disappearing. idk these are all over the place. just thoughts wrote down to be honest
