I love you.
That was the last thing I said to you,
before you left.
don't regret it ,
I mean it.
I'm sorry we're so tangled and angry.
I just spent a lot of time,
stuck in the moments.
remember,
I do.
I hope our last goodbye
wasn't our last.
I hope our last kiss
wasn't our last.
I hope the things I think
aren't true.
Sometimes it can feel like
I just want you to fail,
but in my heart,
you should know-
I want the best of you.
I can't take less.
I have been pushing,
so maybe some can fall back on me.
It's hard to be mad at you,
but its even harder to ignore
the sting of deceit.
I want to say sorry.
I'm sorry for the person I've become,
I'm sorry if you felt alone.
I want to say
everything.
I want to hear everything.
I don't know what I want.
I don't know what I need.
I could use a week vacay,
maybe some time for just the two of us.
Sometime to talk things out,
reconnect.
Somewhere in the mountains,
nothing too fancy-
just cozy.
Here I go again,
daydreaming about you.
and it hurts,
that hurts me.
because my brain
just imagines you and her
I think I need to grow.
I'm a monster.
I'm evil and mean.
I hate myself.
Im going to sleep
About the Creator
cookie foot
writing is my therapy don't bully me
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