Am I being delusional? Or am I overthinking things again?
The thought of having you back was hope, and now that has happened.
But why does it feel like I'm going down that rollercoaster of a ride again?
Why does it feel like I'm losing you to every text?
To every smile, to every 'Good morning', to every 'I love you'.
Is there something wrong to me that I repel you?
Or am I just not like her?
I'm being myself, giving you what you wanted,
So why isn't that enough?
So, please notice, please don't be heartless.
I'm fragile, can't you see I'm breaking?
Every day I wonder, every night I cry.
The same thought wonders in my head.
Why can't I be enough?
Why can't I move on and forget how it felt?
Why do I have to suffer like this when you can just live freely?
But I guess it's like this now, we are different.
Nothing remains the same, and it's better not to hope; at all.
In the end, it's feelings trapped in a clock.
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Eunoia • Book One
Poetrycurrently - completed. ❝ 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 ❞ Book One of Eunoia (Beautiful Thinking). A book with words dipped in emotions of a young soul. A book of different genres of poems and so on, but it's also just an...
