Another delay, another day wasted and no permission needed
My fingers bent out of shape everything aching and I look to my side:
I see grass frosted. My feet slap forward
Over pavement icy as the irises
Of opioded eyes.
Greenishgoldyblueishblonde.
She will come and she will linger
Sorer than a bruise.
I felt so ugly and lost for more than
Half of my life
And like a pale saviour:
Her eyes struck my chest like a match first time we met.
There was much between those years I couldn't let go of.
I used to walk home on two sprained ankles thinking of our unborn child; pain is where we grow.
I got home aching,limping and no one's here to look after me until I'm better; I can't do it for me.
Where are you?
A month after everything ended I screamed your name and got no response
Where are you?!
You're gone.
For good.
Yes.
And it's not even deep into winter and everything just gets worse by the day.
Yes.
This is the freedom I wanted.
She was there long before you but she wasn't you.
She had an accent just like you but she wasn't you.
We spoke and laughed for hours but he wasn't you.
She kisses better than you but she's nothing like you.
I wanted to become you.
I wanted us to meld
And never split like
We promised when we
Were younger; I became
Yours when we were kids
And we were untrusting strangers
That last year or two
Yet the comfort never left
Until it was time to leave
And I think we both outstayed
Our welcomes. I'll never stop
Being in love with you. Too late.
I no longer hate you, I see that we had two different paths and ways of getting to the inevitable
The memories meant so much but what can memories do for you?
You were just an opportunist and I refused to see the worse in you.
I needed you and you knew that.
I miss you like a kid
I now embody every bad habit
I tried to change in you,
Now you are a comfort forever
Out of bounds but I don't mind--
Just get over it.
I hope you're happy.
Pass through faux company
For something to do
Passing the time,I'd prefer
My own place while I wait
'Til the fix is in, then I can dance
A shuffle step or two in my room--
But I trick myself into thinking
The need for fresh air outweighs
The freezing cold, but it doesn't.
That listening is worth it if you get
The chance to speak; but it isn't.
I'll decide if I'm ruined another time
For now I think it's just better if I am
Left alone.
Tiktok fried ur brain and the drugs didn't help
I never stopped loving u i just stopped hating myself.
Withdrawaling in winter is no fun. I'm in pain constantly and have no one and this is the only state I can rely on moving forward. I hope ur satisfied in a life without me. Lost til death do I part.