what's wrong with running away
from something you don't like?
I wish I had asked myself this before;
maybe I wouldn't have felt my bones crush
under the weight of your chest
when you kept saying that you loved me
and all I could think was that I wanted to leave
what's wrong with running away
from something you don't like?
i wish I had asked myself this before;
maybe I would've had the courage to leave
the first time you showed me
what demons lay in your mind,
when you wouldn't stop even when I screamed
and all I could think was how
you said you loved me
what's wrong with running away
from something you don't like?
I wish I had asked myself this before;
maybe I wouldn't have turned
out to be such a disaster,
an aftermath of a storm,
because no one told me that
this isn't love, this isn't love,
no one told me love could be
calm and happy,
no one told me that you can
run away from things you don't like
so I'm telling you now
that it's okay
to do anything
that your soul needs
to save itself
— selene ☽
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Poetrylacuna /ləˈkjuːnə/ a blank space, a missing part 🕊 𓆩♡𓆪 #21 in poem 𓆩♡𓆪 #23 in poetry
