i write every day,
i have a lot to say.
not all of it is good,
mainly bad.
i can't help that i'm always sad.
but,
one day my words will be the only part of me,
the only thing left of me for people to see.
it will sit there as a reminder,
a reminder of what once was.
a girl who felt too much,
then felt nothing at all.
a waste of time,
a waste of space.
given everything,
then gave it all away.
it wasn't her fault,
she didn't know life would be so cruel.
she didn't know that boy would break her heart.
she didn't know someone she trusted could betray her.
and worst of all,
she didn't know she'd be her own worst enemy.

let these words serve as a reminder of the girl you've lost.