I knew if I wrote about you in my journal 12 days ago, this would’ve hurt more.. I knew you couldn’t have been the one. You were just one of them. I won’t sit here and say It does not hurt because I am also sitting here writing this down.
As I am writing this, I feel a bit numb. I know this feeling all too well and I’m sure many of you have too. It’s a feeling that I don’t think will ever leave me alone. It’s quite haunting if you ask me. Why can’t I just be happy?
As if I’ve done something wrong, I will always be the one that is left out in the cold. “Ghosted” as they might call it.
Hello, you don’t know my name yet but i’m sure we’ve got lots in common..
Don't fall in love with words.. in Useless thoughts
- Sept. 27, 2020, 8:23 p.m.
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