Once upon a time
You came back.
It was slow at first,
Timid
Uneasy
Steps taking us forward
I still let my heart
Speak for my head
We were supposed to be friends
Just friends
But I wanted more
I said I could be friends
Just friends
But I guess I was wrong
I watched you
And how others got close to you
You said
I was always special to you
And I believed you
But it wasn't what I needed
I wasn't what you needed
It only took a few words
From you
To bring out all of my
Anxiety
Hand smashing keyboard
Limbs shaking
Unable to breathe
Being ever so tired
You said
Goodbye
About the Creator
ian.
Quiet thoughts plant stronger seeds than aggressive force. ian is a poet who has spent most of their time rewriting the world in their head. ian is heavily inspired by nature and loves to be an observer of the world, both urban and natural.
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