When is the last time you wrote something?
Was it when you felt good?
Was it when everything seemed great?
Was it when you had a lot of food on your plate?
Or none at all?
What sparks your writer's bone?

A bunch of sad **** but let's get down to it
Nothing ever really mattered before you met me
I changed you and you let me
You did not like it at first but you slowly made it work
When it did you wanted me to have your first kid
Then you realized that we could not be forever
I was here to teach you a lesson
You were here to show me less than
We were here for a reason
Drunk or not

Should I apologize for hurting you?
The truth
I hurt you first
You hurt me first
I did not communicate it so you never knew
I felt as if you were fake but then you fought
That is what made you worthy
You stayed and that is what made you worthy
You are gone now
You are still worthy in my eyes

There is no feeling
There is no remorse
There is nothing that I have left to give to you
There is nothing I can say
I only have me

I feel no pain when i think of you but your friend did something to me
He made me feel but on the lowest key
I am so selfish
You know this
You are not the best kind of person and this day in age is to blame
Your heart is so great
You are amazing
The color of your skin
Your scent
I was crying when I met you
Now I'm dyin to forget you

I was humbled by love
The stubborn kind
The kind that wanted me when i did not
The kind that gave up. ... sort of
Until I was ready
When I was ready, it seemed as if it were too late
I was mistaken
Though he couldn't say it or show it
We both knew

did I really give up on this??