you ripped out my heart
you tore me apart
you chewed me up and spit me out like your dip
and yet im still waiting
YEARS later after 7 different phone numbers
im waiting
you abused me
and i don't take that lightly
BUT I TRIED TO FORGIVE YOU
you just decided to start over
the past is the past
and frankly im the past
new kids and a new step mom
but im still waiting

Hey, I haven’t seen you or even talked to you in while.
I truthfully don’t know how to start this letter.
This isnt much of a poem
It doesn’t fit any scheme or style
Maybe this is free verse?
Anyway the way we ended things hurt
I just want you to know
I found someone new
Passionate
Like how you used to be
When I was the only one calling you babe
Im glad we moved on and took our break
Its been 2 years
But most of the time I wanted you here
Now you’re a memory or just a void I write letters to

Okay
So you never asked
I dont know if that means you don't want to know,
But it was when we were watching that weird science fiction movie in the theatre.
You tucked you hair behind your ear
And as usual I had tunnel vision on you.
But my stomach dropped
And i knew in that moment while you were focused and smiling
I knew that i was in love with you
I knew that i wanted to make this become something
I knew you were different
I never looked for it to come into my life
I never wished upon a star
I never pulled apart daisies
Love me or love me not
I am so absoluty stunned and without a doubt in love with you

I know I said I wasn't coming home tonight, but
Leave me space in the bed.

Dear Drew, Baby Blue
I'm no T swift but I write what I feel to.
I remember the way you said "oh boy" that time when they played
"look what you made me do".

Dear Drew,
I rode by National Gallery of Art this afternoon
Where we had our first date in the middle of June
It was the day with the sky like your baby blue

I rode by your place on Vermont Avenue
But now autumn leaves flying around and blocked my view

Summer night running on the Mall
Trying to kiss you in front of Lincoln Memorial
Now I ride alone.

Dear Drew , Baby Blue
Were you happy with me, that I will never know
We have not spoken in a while

Dear God, can you take me back to June
When we first met and everything was in bloom.
When we were in West Virginia and cooped up in that hotel room.

Dear Drew, how are you
How do you like Indian food?
I told you we could not work out
and the reality finally beats us

We had each other, but now what am I holding onto?
Can we talk ?pleas say sure I'd love to.

Staring through a frosted window
A girl that is paper thin
Heart on her sleeve, bound to a pen
Crimson blood poured onto paper,
Her words bound to give in

I do care
I do not hate you
I do love you
I do not regret you
I do want to text you
I blocked you because i cant take it
I cant take knowing I hurt you
I cant take the fact i put in my all
I cant take it that  i introduced you to my family
I cant think about all the what ifs
I could hold you again
I could love you again
I still love you
I'm hurt
You weren't *** to me
You were a love
A kind gesture
A beautiful scar on my heart
And ill remember you
One day ill unblock you
One day ill try to be friends again
But i do want you
Which is why I am letting you go
Because you have enough
And dont need me too

Is this an outer-body experience
Or a pretentious subsistence
Like a dog barking at my built up wall
Forming a pattern of cautious consistence

I've never broken a heart but
I've broken every plan I've chosen to mess with
I'm slowly downing this regret and distrust
Like it's freshly poured absinth

The sickness comes right away,
Which I oddly knew to begin with
I say that I'll change someday,
But I think I'll probably stay this way

After all, I'm happy
When the salt isn't in my wounds
After all, I'm happy
When I'm sitting here with you