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Mar 2021
I wish I wasn’t triggered
Everywhere I look
I see
Small little memories of you
Dancing all around me

I had to wash my bedsheets 3 times to stop smelling your unique scent
Pictures of your face would pop into my head whenever I turn on the tv
I can’t watch the same things anymore
Cant eat the same things anymore
Cant listen to the same music anymore
Cant drive the same way anymore
Cant laugh the same way anymore
Cant think the same way anymore
I can’t live the same way anymore

Even the plant’s remind me of what you gave me
What grows
And what dies
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Annika  23
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