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Dec 2016
Now, our love is nonexistent,
Even though I know that was not your intent,
It was all there in the last text you sent,
And it all left me completely and utterly bent.

I see you nearly every day,
I never seem to know what to say,
I do not want the last thread of us to decay,
But I guess there is a cost to friendship and I have to pay.

You gave up when I was at my worst,
All of a sudden it felt like I was cursed,
Tears welled up in my eyes ready to burst,
But they never fell, which is not a first.

You are the last thing that should worry my mind,
But when I try to think about the important things, my thoughts come to a bind,
Happiness after all this is hard to find,
It is like walking through a battlefield, and I am blind.
Natalie Ann Nickelson
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