the only reason
you message me
is to let me know
you're doing great without me
and to remind me
that i'm doing awful without you

i do not need
i crave
i crave your attention

you are the reason i have good days
but also the reason i have bad ones

the good days are when you talk to me
the bad ones are when you don't

the good ones are becoming fewer

you were nothing but a stranger
but the way you looked at me
kissed me
touched me
made me trust you
and it made me give you something no one else had
my innocence

and now you can't even reply to my messages
or return my calls
or even look at me

i was just "another one" for you
but you were "the one" for me

please i feel so broken and useless
why don't you care
you broke me babe
into pieces

I kept chasing
you, as if
you were
a distant dream.
But dreams
are not always
dreams.
Sometimes, we have
nightmares too.

Everything inside me
wants to stand in front of him
and scream
I would yell for hours about
how he's an ******* and
how much he hurt me and
how much I hate him
I would scream and scream
until my lungs couldn't take it
anymore
But I cant
because if I screamed
I'd be screaming empty words
empty threats
He wouldn't hear a thing I'd say
or he just wouldn't care
I cant because
I cant show him he means anything
There's no way
Id give him that power
that satisfaction
So every time I see him
whether it's running into him
or seeing him out of the corner of
my eye
I just smile
I smile and walk away
all while reminding myself
how much better I am
compared to him
and how much he doesn't mean to me
and how someone like him
will never be worth my breath

you put me on display
when you ask me if i'm okay
you ask me to describe what i'm feeling
but how do u describe gray?
maybe i'm scared that you'll betray
and walk away
suddenly my clothes are so revealing
and your face is so appealing
is it my heart you're stealing?
i hope you will my love repay
and for the love of god, please stay