I’m too young to be so empty
My heart should be full
and waxing,
not waning like the moon.
I poured out so much in those eight months
I gave you my heart and soul
And after it was done and said
You acted like it was just a trifle
Like I was just a silly girl
I don’t want to be some
Brief spans in your life
Where someday
You’ll forget my favorite color.
Where someday
You’ll forget my last name.
How could you
throw it away?
How can you
be sincerely okay?
I feel so broken
I don’t know who I see in the mirror

Just a shadow
Of your girl.