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Good morning, and if you're reading this
Even though there's a small chance that you will.
I had a nightmare,
Of me losing you again.
You texted me back,
You were so mad at me,
That you texted things that didn't hurt me in that dream,
But it all did when I woke up.
I thought it was real,
But honestly saying,
It felt like it was real because I lost you not long ago.
Now I'm here,
Sitting in the chair,
Crying my eyes out because of my lost lover,
Who I had let down for so many months,
And I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry that you had to go through everything with me.
You don't deserve to be treated the way I did to you.
Every time I want to move on from you,
I fail because I love you so much.
I know there is no chance of getting us back together.
I don't know why I'm still doing this.
I don't know why I keep hurting myself,
By thinking about you.
I wish I was better at treating you,
Not like my spouse,
But treating you like you are the only precious thing in the world.
I wish things were different,
And I wish everything worked out.
I know you shunned me out of your life,
And blocked me on every social media,
And I would never blame you for it.
I was never enough for you.
But always know,
That I love you no matter what,
And I mean it,
From the bottom of my heart.
Even though,
You don't have the same feelings for me,
Anymore.
-A-
This is dedicated to you and only you. You know who you are and I still love you to the moon and back again.
My lucky and unlucky number,
Twenty-Six.
From yours truly,
ARA
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