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you took a half of me that i didn't know i'd ever notice was missing the second you looked in my eyes and said my name like you'd always known you'd become my greatest tragedy, because you already read from the script
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i was drawn in by your devil-may-care grin and blinded by an immediate want to be wanted
i fell in love with the way you forgot to be who you thought people expected you to be when you were with me
and when you were with me ( i could almost swear you loved me, too )
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maybe my confusion grew on the midnights you'd call me and ask me to come lay with you- just lay with you, like i was the only thing that scared away your demons
or maybe it came about when you pressed tears into my skin on a day that was supposed to be about me but ended up being about you and, honestly, i didn't even care what the day started for
either way,
i would've let every day be about you.
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you never apologized and, if i have forgiven you for anything else because you make me weak,
i will find a way to never forgive you for that
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i can assure you no woman will ever learn to cherish you like i did
i'll let you live hypothetically, though-
even if one did, i promise you she'd never be able to care about you like i would have if you'd have let me
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you birthed the meaning of two words for me in those winter months, words my father prayed i'd never have understood
i can sing songs of unrequited affection better than any skylark
and i'm learning to tack melody to a sonnet about healing better than any plant who's lost their sun
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i wish i didn't miss you this much
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""Missing" is a part of moving on." - Unknown
Got rid of any lingering feelings about it. About him. I'm content and I've been content, but people keep expecting me to feel so, there. I felt. I've dusted my hands of it. I want to be done. It's been time to close this chapter.