The last poem I wrote to my ex.

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I feel it drifting away.

From the very core of my soul i feel anxiety.

I feel it drifting away, from the unanswered and ignored texts to The feeling like a friend.
I feel it drifting away some days, and some days I don't, some days are great!
But the problem is I feel it.
I often feel like a psycho bitch, and speaking of which, I am not.

I feel the jealousy pumping through my veins... Because you laugh more with them
Because you enjoy yourself more with them
You are open with them, and when I ask you, say everything's okay.
Is it okay?
I don't know when I'm wrong.
I'm fully human, I have a soul
And how it aches when you look at other people with more admiration and determination than when we're alone

I'm just simple.

It scares me to death to lose you for every reason I've left unsaid everytime you asked if i was okay. Im sorry.

And oh! The girlfriend with the drama
And oh! What's wrong again?
And oh... He's out with them
And oh.... Ive sent three texts, better stop myself then
And oh..okay hes not coming again

When I said I was scared to lose you, you stayed silent
It stayed on my head till this very day
Am I losing the love of my life?
Is my love not enough anymore?
These and more questions roam through the door
Causing me headaches, twisting the flow
Of positive thoughts and let bad ones ashore

I swear I swear that I love you
But I'm too sad today, and everything inside my mind flew
If anything makes you feel bad, that's not my intention, it never was,
But you asked if I was okay
And that's off of my chest at last.














And his fucking answer was "damn, deep"

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