Mine.

January 29, 2018

You were never mine.

I never held you in my arms.

I never woke up, rolled over, to find you next to me, 

looking so innocent and sweet.

I gave you everything I had.

Every ounce.

Every pound. 

Everything that made my world go round. 

But you were never mine.

You left me in pieces.

Mentally, I was drowning in my own head.

Emotionally, I was dead.

I was never able to cleanse you out of my soul.

I was never able to feel whole.

You were my sun.

You were my moon.

But I meant nothing to you. 

Although that thought makes me want to run,

that thought makes me want to scream.

Deep down, I knew that it isn't anything new.

So when my heart desperately aches

or even threatens to harshly break,

I write

About you. 






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