My hands are shaking
Wasn't it just yesterday
The pain was so bad
I swore
I'd never
Take you again
I don't remember that now
I feel stupid
I want to reverse
Time
And keep myself
From quitting
I want another taste
My legs are shaking
I cannot focus on anything
But having you again
I don't care
How bad
You are for me
I have wasted this much
On you already
What’s another night
I won't quit you
I won’t stand up for myself
I won’t take care of myself
I’m too lonely
Too pathetic
For that
We both know it’s not over
I can't have you
But not having you
Is driving me mad.
About the Creator
Joann Claude
“I'm not sure why
I have the inexplainable urge
To tell everyone I come in contact with
That I'm dying”
-a million thoughts all at once after a brief interaction with a customer at work
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