i still think of you often
whether im with people or by myself
i think about the way you touched me
the way your warm pink lips felt against my collarbone

then i thought about what actually happened

i dont think of you often
neither by myself or with people
i think about the way you hit me
the way your warm pink lips sputtered those words

i hope i never think of you

-k

i've always tried

tried to be THAT girl

the girl who has everything together

it didnt work out

in my 16 years of living i have never been more lost

he is gone and he broke me in the process
i healed
she died and i am now broken after healing for so long

she sold it after everything ive loved has left she really sold it
i am loving again
he hurt me broken and healing is no more
i am numb
i hurt me and i can now feel again but only for a little bit
i dont want to do this anymore
he is gone and im starting to feel
i still am broken
i am different and im starting to heal
i can still see my past
i am a different person now and my past no longer is looked at
i am loving, i am healed, i dont look back
i am better and thats all that matters

“I love you” he says
But I cannot love back
How am I supposed to love when he took advantage
How can I trust when he did it
“U know I do too” I say
Because I cannot say the words

He’s there
The rose lives
He’s not
The rose dies
Either way
I’m not living

He took it
From me
Out of all people
It was me