Why Kid Myself?
Trying to Understand Heartbreak
By Ashley Nicole CameronPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
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You never meant
a thing to me.
Why then, does
your memory berate
me?
I wish I
had amnesia,
for mementos
of the past,
love to ambush me.
They pick through
the rubble of my mind.
Recounting each and every
time we were together.
Making me hate myself
for ever loving you.
Why, oh why,
did we ever
have to meet?
Why did you leave me?
Why do I kid myself?
You meant everything
to me.
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About the Creator
Ashley Nicole Cameron
"Always a sinner, never a saint. I make mistakes, I screw up. I hurt, I cry. I capture those emotions between the pages of my notebook and hope one day the world will care."
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