Abandonment issues.
I have those now.
First her,
Now you.

I wrote a "Why Did You Leave?" poem about her.
Do I write one about you?
Or will you be back too?

I know better than that.
That's why I don't get close to people.
Not anymore.

If I don't have a relationship with you,
I won't get hurt.

I wish I could take everything having to do with you back.
No memories.
No inside jokes.
I want nothing.

I want everything.
I want you.
Because I trusted you.
I love you.

I don't know what to do
Without you.
I wanna scream.
I wanna cry.
I wanna throw a fit.

Maybe you'd come back.