I threw out your shirt.
Even though I said I'd keep it.
I started to hate you.
Even though I said I couldn't.
You told me you loved me.
I don't believe it anymore.
Like ***** laundry in a basket, waiting to be washed,
Don't make promises you can't keep.
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 8:24 PM UTC
I wish you the best,
But I also hope you fail.
I hope you feel pain,
And learn how to grow.
To grieve, to cry, to regret the choices you made.
To wonder 'what if' – 'what if I had tried'
As much as I hope you suffer,
I hope you can become the person you could never be for me.
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 5:10 PM UTC
Moments filled with joy,
Float away like pink balloons,
Never to be seen again.
I miss those pink balloons,
The type of pink that looks terrible on curtains,
but looks good on you.
I mourn the lack of pink,
I try to find a new colour,
My new favourite colour.
It might take a while till I find it,
but I'll always remember those pink balloons.
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 4:57 PM UTC