Part twelve

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Why do I do this to myself
Why do I trick my mind that you'll actually come back
Why do I think everything is okay
How am I supposed to believe in happy endings when I know they won't come true
I know you'll never come back
You'll never welcome me with open arms
You'll never love me
We're supposed to be family yet you play my heart strings as if there a guitar
You've chosen them over me
And I am yet to except that
You weren't there when I cried
You weren't there when I needed you most
You left me alone
And the worst part is you took my heart with you
And never bothered to give it back

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