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Feb 2015
The night you left me, you said that
looking at me was the hardest thing to be doing.
I cried so much, tears fell from my eyes watching you for the last time.
I didn't care that you and my mother saw.
I stood outside and watched you drive away.
After,
I felt I could breathe again.
Time went on and we decided to stay as friends.
More and more I lost my comfort.
I am now officially letting us go.
You changed and I am under my breath praying
you don't see me.
I don't want to talk right now.
Leave me alone.
Looking at you is the scariest thing to do right now.
You have removed all your man features.
You look and act like a boy.
Now thanks to me,
we are officially over.
I've never been happier, and my lungs within reach of my heart
have never felt better
I am now breathing everyday
without
a problem.
Luna Casablanca
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Luna Casablanca
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