You were the place I used to call home,
I feel like now I’m just stuck here alone.
The only reason I came here was for you,
But you pushed me and pulled me-
My heart is black and bruised.
I don’t know if I’ll recover from the scars you left in me,
I’m sitting her in pain and in constant agony.
I can make the feeling stop, but only for brief moments,
Until I’m alone again, left in the silence.
You’ll always be in my mind til the day that I die,
And though it’s tragic there was nothing left for us but “goodbye.”
Like
Share
About the Creator
Hannah Milan
I love the thought of love.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.