🫀: I wonder how they're doing these days, I wonder if they're okay.
🧠: How often did they ever check up on you? If they really cared, they wouldn't have caused everything you went through.
🫀: I still want to go up to them, talk everything out, finally clear up all the lies. Maybe then, we would finally see eye to eye.
🧠: Anger is your only friend now, and pain is the only one who will keep their vow to never leave your side.
🫀: It was all a big misunderstanding. I still want to see them grow, even from a distance. I want them to be happy, as I cheer on from the sidelines. If I caused them pain, I want to say I'm sorry, even if it's all in vain.
🧠: Do everything at your own risk, but if you let go of all this anger, stubbornness and pain, you might just get hurt again.
🫀: I still...
🧠: no, you don't
🫀: ...care.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Unspoken Thoughts I
PoesíaSome of these poems are old poems that I had written a long time ago and some are new. I write poems whenever I feel inspired so expect slow updates to this book, however please enjoy! best ratings: #1 thoughts #1 thoughtful
