"Just tell her you love her."
The person i love is dead.
The person i love isn't the person who is saved in my phone with her name.
I can't tell her
i love her
because
i don't.
I love somebody else.
but she
is dead.
And the person who took her place
her name,
her body,
her identity,
kept everything but me.
Now, i sleep with the remnants of who she was by my side,
knowing that one day she will fade
and all i will be left with
are the threads of who she once was,
while who she is now leaves me behind.
I love her.
And she will never know
because she is dead.
DU LIEST GERADE
She's Everything. (Short poetry series)
PoesieThese poems are written in chronological order of real events, from my perspective, that took place in my life before during and after my first relationship and my experience with it. Thanks for reading, i appreciate the support!
