Unsent Letters of A Closeted Lesbian Writer

Chapter 11: "I don't want you to move on from me"

By: Hectic_Writer

I don't want you to move on from me

There. I said it. Am I too late?

I know I'm terrible for saying this just now

I deserve all your hate

Selfish. You can call me that.

A bitch might be the fitting term

I know it's so unfair to you

When I reject you with firm

I'm a really terrible person

But I just want you back

I want the old us together

Without you, my life really sucks

I can't stand watching you drift away

I was so jealous of her every single day

The days when she gets to have you all for herself

And like a love sick teenager, you obey

I'm jealous because I was her once upon a time

I get to make you happy and hold your hand

You were the best thing that has ever happened to me

You were my fairy; I was your wand

I'm sorry for being stupid to realize

That I was so madly in love with you from the start

I was in denial; I was a coward

I'm sorry for breaking your heart apart

No excuse can ever justify for what I did to you

And I'll understand if you rather choose her

I mean she's perfect and she figures things out

But can we be best friends like we were before?

A/N:

You only know the worth of someone when they're already gone. That's what pretty much the poem wanted to say. It's about a person pleading for her childhood best friend who admitted it's feelings to that person to come back to her and save their friendship.

But the problem with that, the childhood best friend already moved on. So that's that.

You should always appreciate the little thingsthat someone do to you because one day you might realize that it's all gone andthat person is too.