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M Clement Jun 2014
I perused your pictures
I got rid of the one we had.
You knew that.

I do this thing, I realize,
Where I get homesick
For hearts that I thought were similar to mine

If we were really present,
In this reality that we call home,
I'd remember the heartache
the hurt
the harsh words
the pain
the misery
the mixups
the ***
the lackthereof

And I'd remember that the "you" I'm recalling
Is not you,
but in the quaintest reality,
the person I had hoped I was dating.

And I'm at this weird impasse,
staring at your pictures,
Realizing that I'm staring at a person
I never really knew,
and worse,
a person that never knew me.
I guess I feel it should be said that I'm still a ******; just an fyi.
Michelle B Nov 2017
To HER

Listen,don't talk,  just listen.
I'm not asking for an apology, just hear me and take what's given.

I always loved you, as a foolish child defended you. After everything you did and all they said, my trust broke   a love I outgrew.

All I wanted was to be with you in a home growing up. You kept promising and dragging us in all these crazy mixups.

I needed you to stand up for me and to protect me from all those men.  You  let it happen after I told you again and again.

  I cried for you, starved for you, and kept believing it would get better. You destroyed me and left me with  a love so bitter.

I was a child with a child and you left me to fend for myself. You gave me a choice and my love for you and my sister outweighed my own health.

Just listen, don't talk, just listen. I hope you can see all I have to withstand.

Hopeless
Depression
Restless
Aggression
Reckless
Self repression
Worthless
Obsession

I don't want your apology, just hear me. I don't need your love anymore I just want you to see.

You were my mom I wish you could see, see what you meant and what  you did to me.

— The End —