I wrote to you
Every night
Things you would read
But never respond to
Things you would see
But never hold on to

Sometimes I look up
To the moon
And whisper to you
We used to be able
To communicate through the stars
At night

You don't want me here
And trust me
I don't want to be here
Because it ******* hurts
Watching you hate me
When all I've ever done
Was love you
But I still find myself
Writing these ****** poems
About your dumb face