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Katie May 2019
A thought without a body
A body without a mind
Can someone please tell me why
I’m a sitting here wasting my ******* time.
Tell me why I’m still here loving you
Tell me why I’m still here caring for you
When all of the time you never gave me anything back
It wasn’t the gifts I asked
I wanted a connection
I REAL human connection
Even though you knew my troubles
Even though I knew my past
I didn’t get anything back
I gave you my love
I gave you my time
But all you did was mess with my **** mind
And now I’m broken
I’m a mess
I’m afraid
That I won’t find my happiness
But not the type of afraid that’s makes me want to hide
The type of afraid that makes me want to run
Run away with my demons
Run away from my thoughts
Run away from all my problems
Just run away from it all
But I know this will all pass
And soon enough I’ll be sitting on a stack
With a pretty little crown placed upon my head
You were suppose to be here with me
Sitting here holding my hand
But not every good story ends with a happy ending
Our relationship is history
I’m finishing this book of ours with these words
I’m writing them down and taking a turn
For I’m the hero of my story, I decided how the rules go
I would say off with your head
But sadly I don’t stoop that low.
Katie Apr 2019
I’m a thought without a body
A body without a mind
I tried everything to keep you
But, you were never really mine.
I’ve stayed up countless nights thinking what I did wrong
But the truth is I did nothing wrong.
I thought my goal in life was to please you
Even if that meant I had to give up things I loved to do.
But after all of this, I finally realized.
I never needed you,  and frankly I never will
Like everyone saids
“It’s just another high school relationship you’ll move on”
But it’s not the fact that I can’t forget
It’s the fact that I don’t want too.
Even though I should I still crave you.
When I’m in the halls, I always look for you.
You’re like an addiction that I can’t follow through.
It’s also not the fact that I kissed you yesterday
It’s the fact that I need to sit down and learn how to behave.
And I know it’s going to be hard
But what can I say…
You’ve already forgot me anyway.
So when I sit at the table
Going through my phone
And I happen to scroll through some old photos of you
I won’t cry, no I won’t shed a tear
Instead I’ll smile
Saying goodbye.

— The End —