The Day you left me

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The day you left me,

it was the day of destruction,

it was the day that nearly killed me,

through all the pain and the tears.

 

I remember yet,

the way we sat together,

for the very last time,

me in front, you behind.

 

You seemed distraught,

and I asked why.

With a sigh you replied,

“This can’t go on any longer.”

 

I still remember,

the disbelief that I felt,

I had given you my everything,

and you were going almost gone.

 

I felt tears swim into my eyes,

My vision blurred,

In a choked voice I asked:

Why?

 

You said you had a reason,

You said that we’d still be good friends,

You said a lot of things,

none of which went into my stunned head.

 

I remember the way I touched your hand,

for the last time in my life,

All the pain and hurt I fought back,

to return later at night.

 

Now every day, when I come back here,

Your memories flash past me,

they pull me apart and though I try,

the wound just opens again.

 

The wound that you inflicted,

It still ruins my peace;

I hide it underneath my hardened shell,

but in reality, I love you still.

 

I know it sounds stupid,

Its four months past you left,

though you never did,

I loved you insanely then.

 

Now, when you’re gone,

and we both are broken apart,

I realize my mistake

and bleed – bleed to death.

 

I see you every day,

enjoying with your new friend,

oblivious to my burn,

oblivious to my hurt.

 

I wish someone could save me,

Save me from the burning death

that sure awaits me,

somewhere in this hell.

 

I wish we’d never met,

I still cry tears of crimson regret,

I wish I’d never fallen for your trap,

ready to grab me and tear apart my heart.

 

I drown myself in other’s happiness,

Trying to evoke some life in my soul,

But deep inside,

My voice pleads to be released from this misery.

 

I curse myself for saying yes,

I am going through living hell,

I am yelling, screaming,

begging to escape from this torment.

 

This other girl, your friend,

does she love you the same way I did?

Does she hold your hand

with the same passion as I held?

 

Though I wish you’d never entered my life,

I have to admit even now,

I love you still,

and remember yet the day you left me.

 

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