“there is a time
after every heartbreak
that the songs cause your heart to ache
just listen to them.
i’m at the stage
that i can hear them
that i want to hear them
it makes me sad
but not in an angry sort of way
just in an understanding
reflective
sort of way
do i miss you?
or do i miss what we had?
who knows
perhaps i miss what we didn’t have
which is a more extensive list i’ll admit
that never mattered to me
because it was more than i’d ever had before
i was grateful
yet
i took it for granted
i was young
i did not realize
that love was never meant to last
especially
when it is only felt one way
maybe i’ve watched cinderella too many times but i always thought
my first love
would be my last.
cinderella never told me
not every boy is a prince
if he finds your shoe
he won’t chase after you
he’s probably throwing it away as we speak
that why fairytales can be so toxic
they give you hope
hope is said to breed eternal misery
and it took a year of butterflies
for me to believe it
i am so tired
the insects may be at rest
but my mind plays the memories on repeat
even though i feel sick to the stomach every time i picture us
sometimes i wonder what you’re up to
how you’re doing
and most importantly
if there’s somebody else you’re telling these things to
i wish i knew
not to steal you from them
just to warn them
that it won’t last.
i wish somebody
had done the same
for me.”
About the Creator
Nic Torres
writing in a world that’s illiterate
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