Do you remember those nights?
Where we stayed up as late as we could talking to each other.
Whether it was a 2am video chat or texting right after school, we'd get on our phones and go straight to each other's contacts.
I remember those nights.
I miss nights like that.
What happened???
Now it's me staying up all night figuring out what I did wrong and how I could've... Should've... Been better.
I talk to my friends though.
Don't get me wrong, I love exchanging words, thoughts and details with them.
But they're not you.
I talk to myself sometimes.
I pretend that I'm talking to you.
But they're just words you'll never hear.
But all I need, all I want,
Is someone to talk to.
And I'll be okay.
But I'm totally, perfectly, 100% fine that you text everyone else while I wait for your reply from when I said hi weeks ago.
I'm totally, perfectly, 100% fine when you text and video chat other girls until you can barely keep your eyes open.
I'm totally, perfectly, 100% fine that you're happy.
But I'm totally, perfectly, 100% broken.
Just because you don't give me 5
minutes, just to catch up,
just to make sure you're okay,
just to talk.
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Just Another Heartbroken Story
PoetryThere's nothing to it. Really. I'm just and average girl who's finding out that the world is big. In fact, it's too big. It's so big it's messing up me and some of the people I care about. And it's just because I learned a new concept called love...
