i missed his party so i didn’t get to see you
and i write as if you hear my anguish
as if you care enough to listen
**** it, i would give you my poems to read
i miss you
because without you, i blame it on myself
perhaps we were made to break
to crack on hardwood floors and windows
to grow apart as the famine destroys
i missed his party because i was sick
so we didn’t get to mend our relationship
and our beaten hearts are ruined
i missed his party so now i miss you
oh, shut up by now. ur voice makes me mad and it lingers in the humid air. you know i hate saying i miss people, but maybe you don’t know. maybe you never knew me and i was just some little gimmick, some arm candy. cause u moved past this faster than a roller coaster ride, and i feel as if i am obligated to move on too. i forgot about you for basically 4 years, and i really don’t think i have been too affected by this until now. but it’s whatever. cause i will move on and be in love and stop creating fake storylines to feel alright. that’s soon, i can feel it too. letting go is the most powerful thing a person can do, and you are slipping out of my bitten nails and becoming less of a worry and more like an old story. ok, bye, you’ll never read my poems so you’ll never know that i actually care. and if you still care about me and want to talk to me, talk to me. i wanna reach out to you, i am just afraid of rejection. pls forgive me. i’m sorry
so sorry
4/10/22