To have someone see you as you truly are and give you up, throw you out, and leave is the worst sensation man could endure.
And people wonder why I’m stuck inside myself.
More like lost.
Helplessly wandering through an abyss consisting solely of memories of us
As if there was nothing else left to torture my being… I can still smell you…
Daisies on my pillow and bed sheets leaving a small trail of your rosemary regret.
You told me all your regrets, even mentioned us. Snuck us in behind being true to yourself.
I was aghast. Shocked. Stunned. But then again I was relieved.
You still kissed me that day. Even in broad daylight. You were afraid someone would see
But then again you were beyond caring.
It was as if you knew you’d be out of this town within a month.
And you were gone.
And I missed you.
But you replaced me with what you so desperately wanted us to be.
And I’m left here alone reminiscing in what memories I so desperately wish to forget
Sitting on a