seeing you sit across me is
scary and
familiar
and scary because its familiar
(and familiar because it is scary)
i don't love you any more.
and that is scary and unfamiliar.
but seeing you sit across from me i became so sure
that i didn't even need to question it.
i feel the hole in my heart stitching its last little stiches
it is fragile but it is complete.
i will never regret my love for you
because to love is to feel and to feel is to be human
i will never regret how i gave you everything i had
but i will always regret not seeing when enough was enough
for not believing i was enough.
i am enough.
sitting across from you is pleasant but fleeting
and though i'll smell your scent on me for hours afterwards
and stand and watch you walk away for a little too long
it will all flutter away
it will melt and it will pass.
and i will smile because i am full and a little more sure
and that is scary and unfamiliar
yet pleasant and permanent.
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
seeing you sit across me is
scary and
familiar
and scary because its familiar
(and familiar because it is scary)
i don't love you any more.
and that is scary and unfamiliar.
but seeing you sit across from me i became so sure
that i didn't even need to question it.
i feel the hole in my heart stitching its last little stiches
it is fragile but it is complete.
i will never regret my love for you
because to love is to feel and to feel is to be human
i will never regret how i gave you everything i had
but i will always regret not seeing when enough was enough
for not believing i was enough.
i am enough.
sitting across from you is pleasant but fleeting
and though i'll smell your scent on me for hours afterwards
and stand and watch you walk away for a little too long
it will all flutter away
it will melt and it will pass.
and i will smile because i am full and a little more sure
and that is scary and unfamiliar
yet pleasant and permanent.
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