Everything hurts, absolutely everything
But what stings the most are the little things:
Noticing you unfollowed me on Instagram
Realising I only posted stories hoping you'd see me trying to live
Wearing your necklace and not even realising till someone complemented me on it
Seeing you wear the jacket I bought you
Not even getting a hello from you at a party
how you used to hold my stare and smile even if it hurt but now noticing that you look away instantly
The silence when our friends move away and we are the only two standing there
The urge to say anything to you at all because I no longer enjoy the quiet when we are together
Taking photos or seeing something cute you might adore and catching myself about to send it to you
Clicking on your face to message you and realising there nothing I could say to fix this.
YOU ARE READING
neon starlight
Poetrythe post-midnight musings of a young modern romantic. *Disclaimer: the current cover art is not my own, the imagery was found on Pinterest and I was unable to find the original owner. While I did the titles, all rights go to the original artist.
