I'm crazy.
I'll admit.
I noticed,
I'm not her
#1 best friend
On snapchat.
I switch my #1
from a series of
mutuals that we
have. Nothing.
My mind thinks the
worst. Naturally.
It knows things
that even I don't.
I ask her, "How
Long have you
been thinking
about it?
Breaking up
with me?"
"a few days"
I decide it's better
to sleep than be
awake at that
very moment.
YOU ARE READING
Her. (rough draft)
PoetryThis author has gone through the most brutal breakup she's ever endured, she needs an outlet. Enjoy
