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I ask myself
When is it going to stop
But I'm the one who prolongs my misery
Because it's all up to me
Because it's all my fault
Every time I had to tell her goodbye
It hurt
It hurts to see the person you love leave
It would have hurt even more
Had I known it was the last time
It was the last time we hugged
It was the last time we lied together
It was the last time I kissed her cheek

Since then, goodbyes hurt even more
It hurts even more
To know that it may be the last time
I see someone the way I saw her
The way she saw me

Or maybe she stopped seeing me
The way I saw her
A long time ago?
Doesn't matter now

I hate saying goodbye
But one day I will have to
And I hope that one day
That one sunny day
Will not hurt as much as I think
I'm sorry
But I must retire you
You served me well
And despite all the blood I spilled
Despite all the cuts you made
I grew attached
My dear razor
I wish I could lose my hearing
So I didn't have to hear your laugh
So I didn't have to hear you talking
So I didn't have to hear you

I wish I could lose my smell
So I didn't have to smell your hair
So I didn't have to smell your perfume
So I didn't have to smell you

I wish I could lose my sight
So I didn't have to see your face and smile
So I didn't have to see the places we went
So I didn't have to see you

I wish I could forget you
Not because I hate you
Not because it wasn't fun
But because
Every time I hear you
Every time I smell you
Every time I see you
I die a little more
Because I love them all to death
I bleed a little more
Because I love you to until the end
And it all reminds me of you
The one I can't have
When I look at stars
I only think about you
I look for constellations
As if for what we had
You hurt.
You will always do.
My favourite wound.

Every now and then,
I sprinkle salt on it—

And if It’s healing,
With bare hands
I rip it open
in my heart.

Keeping your memory alive
through this pain,
tearing me apart
She will be partying
I will be drinking

She will be dancing
I will be cutting

She will be laughing
I will be bleeding

She will be talking with others
I will be watched over by others

Because She knows I'm not worth crying over
And I know She was my only and now it's over
Going to a party tomorrow and my ex is gonna be there, pray for me
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