where's my mind / poetry, oneshots etc.

11pm regrets / poem

what were you, really?

you were never the light to guide me home i thought you were.

you were a hollow husk stuffed to brim with empty promises and lie upon lie.

you never loved me.

how was i so naïve to think that you did?
how was i so desperate for love that i clawed at everything you said to me?

how is it fair that i would cross an ocean for you at the snap of your fingers, whilst i was on my knees, begging for you to step over a puddle for me?

you knew, didn't you?
you saw my aching self and you latched yourself onto me like a leech, draining me completely.

i told you you were hurting me,
and you said you'd change,
but you didn't.
i thought you did,
but now i realise you would never do anything for me.

you never cared.
you never listened.
you never loved me.

i think that's the hardest thing to realise:
that after all we went through together, you were nothing but a god learning to be human.