tomorrow is one month
since I last heard your voice.
I deleted your number
because I didn’t want to be tempted to reach out
or to pour my heart out
and be left on read.
I remember the morning I sent you the playlist I made for you.
you were so happy
now I sit here alone
listening to songs that remind me of how much of a dream you were to me.
I remember the last thing you said to me
“I want you but I can’t have you”
how could you want me if you pushed me away everyday?
I never got the chance to meet you.
but the hurt I feel
feels like you woke up one day
and walked out of my life.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 12:38 AM UTC
tomorrow is one month
since I last heard your voice.
I deleted your number
because I didn’t want to be tempted to reach out
or to pour my heart out
and be left on read.
I remember the morning I sent you the playlist I made for you.
you were so happy
now I sit here alone
listening to songs that remind me of how much of a dream you were to me.
I remember the last thing you said to me
“I want you but I can’t have you”
how could you want me if you pushed me away everyday?
I never got the chance to meet you.
but the hurt I feel
feels like you woke up one day
and walked out of my life.