you'll be thinking of me in the nighttime
strumming through your lies in the meantime
while i'll be moving on
you've heard this all before.
maybe people change out of spite
how could i hate them even if i tried?
the lost of respect is deadlier than all of it combined
for all the half-hearted conversations
and unfaithful professions of love that i knew were lies since the beginning
for having me question:
why did i even stay?
for all the toxic insults
being irrevocably problematic
angry for every word
you had my head spinning
communication on it's all time low
for caring less than i ever could
and trying to make me believe you did
the pure irony
must be tiring.
believing that i was the problem
for wanting to be happy and being thoroughly suffocated
like walking on eggshells that haven't yet broken
for quietly waiting for a message
i wasn't gonna get
for regretting ever giving a second chance out of pure love
your true colors shined so brightly
made it so easy for me to get up and leave,
hopefully you treat them better than you treated me
and now i'm finally free
i'm stronger than you'll ever be.
~ 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ~
ESTÁ A LER
𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐬🪼| poetry
Poesiaa collection of teenage thoughts, depressive moments, and anger. relatable no matter what aspect of your life you're in. <3 original content. all rights reserved. © Lovewinx101 (Note: My writing has drastically changed from the start of this book s...
