sometimes i sit here and wonder if that ever night crosses your mind.
if you ever remember what it felt like to kiss me.
and if you ever even remember me.
it's been over 3 months since we last spoke.
and i don't know,
your absence has left me
to question so much about myself.
i have no answers.
none.
i have thousands of questions i needed you to answer
and you answered
none.
are you ever going to come back?
why wouldn't you be there for me the way i was for you?
is it something i said?
was i too much?
do i need to apologize?
where did i go wrong?
is it something about me?
why did you even kiss me?
whyd you look at me like that?
whyd u pretend i was even your friend?
whyd you even act like you cared about my fucking existence in the first place?
i can go on.
but i won't.
we would be here for a while,
i've been here for a while.
waiting,
patiently waiting
hoping you come around again.
hoping you decide today is the day
you pick up your phone and say hey.
say something
anything.
but i know you won't.
- i just have to accept that
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
