the guilt of tonight
the guilt of pushing away someone who
you thought would be there
forever
reminds me of a night
two and a half years ago
where i was on the
other side
and i cant help but ask myself
'how did you not feel guilty?'
the guilt eating at me,
since i clicked that button
'how did you not feel bad,'
i ask.
'for making those texts go
green?'
YOU ARE READING
as the rain falls
Randoma compilation of short random things i write i likely wont respond to any comments just cuz i want to leave this up to your interpretation, and not let my intent change how you view what i write also this wont be updated consistently
