The Pain is Still There

Sometimes, I still cry. Sometimes I see something, read something; and it triggers a memory. Good memories piss me off; because they ended up never meaning anything in the first place. Bad memories piss me off because they were always bad. Sometimes I’d rather hate you then to see you happy; block your number, your…

Once I’m Gone

Just a little something I wrote, but never let the world see… I tried so hard to be perfect for you, Changed my ways, changed my look, even sacrificed for you, I thought changing me would make you see that this was all real to me, But in time, I found that nothing I would…

The Ugly Truth. 

I told him “I love you” hoping he felt the same. The words “I don’t love you” fell out of his mouth like they were hanging on to the edge of a mountain top, and suddenly, they lost their grip on the tip of his tongue. I could feel my heart give way, and sink…