Wouldn't it be better if
I was forgotten,
Just like I planned all along?
The others easily have.
Months and months,
No words, no calls.
Alone in this silence
I distract my tears,
Dancing with my imagination.
"I'll be fine" I say,
But we both know
I am wrong again.
Right now, just waiting,
For someone to find me,
Who makes me feel like
I'm worth remembering.
But I doubt you remembered that.
Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 12:10 AM UTC
Wouldn't it be better if
I was forgotten,
Just like I planned all along?
The others easily have.
Months and months,
No words, no calls.
Alone in this silence
I distract my tears,
Dancing with my imagination.
"I'll be fine" I say,
But we both know
I am wrong again.
Right now, just waiting,
For someone to find me,
Who makes me feel like
I'm worth remembering.
But I doubt you remembered that.
