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Jun 2018
i wish i didn’t do this every ******* time.

i get so attached so quickly,
you’re the only thing on my mind.

the first thing when i wake up,
and the last thing when i fall asleep.

you’re in everything i see or do.
i cant get you out of my **** head.

but,
our conversations have become rarer and more tense.

and still,
i think of nothing but you.

i can feel you growing distant,
yet i’m still becoming more and more attached to you.

you’re walking away as i’m clinging to the thought of you.

just like every other person.
for m
Written by
Ken  17/new york
(17/new york)   
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