Being in this place doesn't feel the same
Not having a place for you in my life anymore, feels like nothing can replace that spot
Not being yours, hasn't felt normal yet since l left
I used to be able to say that I want you back
But I guess I want that specific version of you back
The one I first met last Febuary
He is what I miss the most
If it were up to me we could be friends
But the situation goes two ways
And everytime you make a complication, my heart breaks again
Wishing we had a place for eachother in our lives
But it's not up to me, our past is over now
I need to say goodbye and just cherish that we had some great memories
I don't need to forget you
I just hope to fill that spot in my heart, where you once were.
About the Creator
He Loved Her...
Can't speak yet she hasn't forgotten how to think Can't feel yet she still knows what is real Cornered she just cowers Tallying the hours until she's free Struggling in darkness to find the key's grace That will relieve her from this suffocating embrace
By Nichole Campbell3 days ago in Poets
We'z Walking on a Path Ruled By Numbers
This road has felt endless, yet limited; every step tracked. Inching away along this path, I feel trapped. Confined. Left to this narrow passage that may one day amount to something greater. Time is not a concept. Only distance. From start to finish, I laugh and cry and attempt to convince myself that this is worth it. I cannot stray. I must keep going. Every step etched, is a step taken, is measured as more than before. I cannot even recall how I got here. Maybe I don’t even really exist. Just another tick marking off a perceived presence. Of what though? I am just another line drawn. Nothing more, nothing less.
By Oneg In The Arctic4 days ago in Fiction
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