Left
What really sucks the most is when you pour yourself into one person who promises they won't leave,
And as time goes on, You gradually drift apart by no fault of your own.
Yet you still feel your heart break and shatter when you casually pass over a picture of them with someone else
And you start to question what you did wrong and why things turned out the way they did.
It becomes hard to breathe,
Your thoughts wander
You feel as if you're drowning
And you just
Break.
This poem is about:
Me