Today, it’s been three years since you and I were over
But it feels longer than that
I know I promised not to say a word about it
But how could I not, when you are everywhere?
We both said “I love you” when we parted ways
The only difference was that I didn’t lie
My heart breaks every time
When I hear your name from someone’s lips
Why do I cry for you when you’re not even mine anymore?
Why can’t I give up on you?
I still hold onto the withered memories
They hurt me when I remember you
But I treasure them so much
I hate you, I love you, but you need to leave
My heart needs to rest after loving you for so long
And my mind needs to erase you forever
You’re not going to come back
I told myself; I hope there is that one day
That just maybe I can forget you.
But I don’t ever want to.
Even when I know I should.
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch
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