Maybe if I left
His life wouldn’t be a mess.
I hate myself, and he works with a girl
She is who I was when I was his whole world.
She's beautiful, and outgoing and everything that I am not
So maybe that would be one less thing he would have
Going on.
He’d be stress free
Without me
All I am is a wreck
Seemingly lost
And all I can think about is how to stay small.
I have a theory I take up too much space but maybe I'm just trying to be complacent.
But she’s outgoing and funny and knows how to forgive and I’m just here trying to not give in
To the thoughts.
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