my stomach is filled with envy; i don't miss you i miss myself i miss myself & who i was with you i can't ever re-create that happiness on my own and i am not envious of her, but i am envious of how happy she is and i am envious of how happy you are i am filled with envy over that happiness i can not re-create it i can not have it i can not have it ever again i can not let myself get attached or involved in a relationship ever again the pain has lasted longer than the happiness did i can not afford to do this ever again to myself i can not afford -h.l.b. // i can't let go, i can't give in // april 11th, 2015
this isn't really a poem at all, just stupid feelings really