What is wrong with love?
Didn't I do it right?
Does it hate me?
Am I no one's wish?
Why does it hurt to love?
Hurt to know you?
Hurt to see you?
Hurt to feel you?
Do you love me?
Did you even love me?
Did you wish you had never met me?
Do you remember my name?
Do you care for me?
Do you think of me?
Am I delusional?
All our texts
All our kisses
All our hugs
All our visits
Were they empty?
Non-existent?
Non-influential?
Or just in my head?
Why can't I move on?
Why can't I move forward?
Why do I lean backward?
Why do I bother?
My Halloween mind
Haunted by thoughts of you
Haunted by past feels
Haunted by unmerited weeps
Did you mean it when you called me your rose?
Was that why, on me, you trampled upon?
We were the special couple
Or so I thought
So many words to say
So many questions
You would never know them
For they are, just in my memories.
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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