As I stare up at the sky I have the memories we made flood to mind,
The good, the bad, the ugly and all of the kind.
Sometimes I wonder if you think of them too,
Though, that is probably just me being a fool.
The times we had together were some of the best in my life,
Too bad you had to take them all under the knife.
You sliced, you diced until there was nothing left.
All of it seemed as if it was an act of theft.
You ran and hid in a far away place,
To a place where you thought you would be safe.
And I honestly wish I could say this next to your face,
You are nothing but a waif.
I treasure all the memories I still have even though the may bring me pain,
Nothing will stop my attempts in my campaign.
You can run and hide all you want,
But nothing can escape this taunt.
I hope that you can see your foolishness and selfishness,
And see that the whole thing is just a giant mess.
That you'll come out of the darkness that you think is your shield,
And be left in a place where you can finally be healed.
The memories I have left I will always hold and cherish.
And I hope that what we once had can be reestablished.
Wrote about my current feelings about an ex. They basically left me in a dark room with nothing but my thoughts for explanations. I tried to reach out to amend things so that I could finally heal but they're too selfish and one who I thought once loved me with all their heart and soul has discarded me like yesterdays trash. This is what I wrote first to access the site. This place is for me to get out emotions and thoughts. I fear for those who want to read my dark words.