I used to stay up
until the sun rose
talking to you,
seeing your facewe used to talk about
everything
and
nothing
until the sun shone
on our faceyou kept me up
all night,
laughing
until my stomach
hurtyou were the
first
and
last
thing I saw
in the morning
and
at nightI spent so much time
with you,
it felt weird
when you weren't thereI didn't care
if I was
sleep deprived
because I was
talking to youand that
made me so
happyunfortunately,
sooner or later
the call would have
to end
and sooner or later
we did
too.
YOU ARE READING
a damaged girl
PoetryI just need it out. I need it out of my mind. When words fail, my writing speaks.