1 am, 5 months later
I’m wide awake, alone in the dark, the same way you left me
With broken thoughts, broken hopes, and a spirit to match
Who would have thought the cut would be this deep?
Questioning myself, questioning my worth, questioning my ability to be loved
All because you only knew how to question
Only knew how to hide
Only knew how to blame anyone other than yourself

How long do wounds take to heal?
How soon can a spirit be fixed?
How soon can one ignore the blame, the guilt, the shortcomings of an indecisive lover?
5 months later and I don’t want to question my worth
I want to question you
Your views
Your actions
Your way of making people feel little when they only want to make you feel loved

The only aspect of myself I need to question
Is my loyalty to a heart
I didn’t own

Time ticks away, feelings fade
But your memory lasts forever
Images of happiness destroyed, ripped apart and ruined
By the things you used to say, the hurtful words, actions
The lack of emotion you conveyed

Was it as difficult as you made it seem?
Loving me?
Was it as easy as you made it seem?
Not loving me?
Playing with a mind that only thought of you?

Will time drown my memory of you
As it once did your feelings, or there lack of, for me?
Or will I remain here forever
Stuck in my mind
Drowning in time