I .. Hate that I still think about you.
That I still check my phone
like you might remember what we were, to say nevermind, like a life of yours couldn’t exist without mine.
You said you cared, and … maybe you did …
but not enough to stay.
Not enough to fight for me.
I replay everything,
every look,
every night you held me like I mattered,
and I can’t understand
how you could touch me that way
and then act like I’m nothing now.
It’s like you stole the best parts of me
and left me with silence.
Only in silence is where I hear my loudest cry..
I keep asking myself what I did wrong,
why I wasn’t enough to keep you here,
and all I get back is the sound of my own crying.
You didn’t even try.
You just let me fall apart
while you disappeared.
And I’m the one stuck
with the memories,
with the ache,
with the pieces of a love
you walked away from
like it never meant a thing.
Brielle K D
