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what if i told you goodbye today, while you're still soaring from a high sitting on cloud 9 tell you i'm not ready or i'm too busy too sad for love what if i was that unkind would you break into pieces lose your sense of self lose your shape would you need time or an instant rebound to cope through the pain sometimes i wonder what it's like to be the dumpee sometimes i wonder if anyone goes through pain as much as me sometimes i wonder if the reason people that left me did because i love too much too strongly thought i was crazy but one thing is true, i love so much i'm loyal in my blood to the brittle bones of my body i love like crazy like a fairytale like a pre-teen girl writing a boys name all over her journal nobody's wanted me this much before not the last, not the first being adored this much, loved to the core i'm scared i think about the end and not being loved anymore but he's still here and the love grows in my chest and the fear grows with it
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Jun 16, 2023
Jun 16, 2023 at 11:38 PM UTC
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what if i told you goodbye today, while you're still soaring from a high sitting on cloud 9 tell you i'm not ready or i'm too busy too sad for love what if i was that unkind would you break into pieces lose your sense of self lose your shape would you need time or an instant rebound to cope through the pain sometimes i wonder what it's like to be the dumpee sometimes i wonder if anyone goes through pain as much as me sometimes i wonder if the reason people that left me did because i love too much too strongly thought i was crazy but one thing is true, i love so much i'm loyal in my blood to the brittle bones of my body i love like crazy like a fairytale like a pre-teen girl writing a boys name all over her journal nobody's wanted me this much before not the last, not the first being adored this much, loved to the core i'm scared i think about the end and not being loved anymore but he's still here and the love grows in my chest and the fear grows with it
god im so annoying. need reassurance like a 5 year old. turns out the fear was just my intuition. should've listened to it. lol 42512114
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Jun 16, 2023
Jun 16, 2023 at 11:38 PM UTC
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