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383 · Oct 2016
Gone
abby Oct 2016
I can no longer feel
the butterflies you let loose
in the depths of my stomach
your scent is washed away
along with the colours of
the sweater you let me borrow
I can't seem to remember
the last laugh we shared
or the first
I don't have the urge
to pick up my phone at 2am
just to hear your voice
I'd rather stay in alone
than plan something
for us together
your face isn't the star
of all my dreams
I can't seem to feel anything
anymore
and I'm scared of what that means
please make it stop
379 · Nov 2022
starting over
abby Nov 2022
things aren’t ever so simple
i admit i was naive to think
i had my life figured out
deep down i wasn’t happy
putting on a fake smile
convincing myself i didn’t crave
more

i’ve never been one to take a leap
jump off the cliff
reach outside my comfort zone
i lost a lot in my life
that i didn’t plan on losing
i held on so tightly
to what i had left
the familiar
the comfortable

until i let myself
let it all go

here i am starting over
with nothing left to lose
nothing left
holding me back

in the destruction of it all
i’m finally learning
to see myself
to understand myself
maybe i’m not who i thought i was
maybe i’m so much more
maybe i’m fluid
maybe i’m ever-changing
maybe i’m finally learning to be
who i was meant
to be

and that’s all that matters
in the end
372 · Feb 2016
One day
abby Feb 2016
For some reason
Every time I take a trip down memory lane,
You stand out
It's not like I knew you for a long time,
And I talked to you for less.
Maybe it's because I feel guilty
For the way I let things turn out,
Or the fact that I took you for granted.
Maybe all I want to say is
I'm sorry
And I hope you know that.
Who knows,
Maybe someday down the road
We'll meet again in a new country
In a random coffee shop
And we can start over.
I know you haven't forgotten me either.

— The End —