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266.
You loved the fact that I loved you.
With my whole body and soul
God I loved you.
I loved you in the way that I'd dreamed about.
That others read about in romance novels waiting for their turn.
I talked about you to the moon and the stars.
To anyone that'll listen.
God I loved you.
But you did not love me.
You loved that I loved you,
and that I was putty at your fingertips.
God how I did love you.
~E, unrequited love.

267.
I shouldn't be able to complain how I'm lonely when I push everyone away that gets too close to me.
~E, too close for comfort.

268.
You loved that I loved you.
You loved how I was stuck on you.
How you occupied my every thought I could ever think of.
You loved how I poured my heart and soul out to you.
You only loved me when you decided to love me.
~E, which was never.

269.
I'm tired of writing about you.
But it's hard to stop when you're the only thing I think about.

270.
7th Grade.
It felt like 7th grade year all over again.
Expect it wasn't.
There was new characters and a new situation.
I didn't run to someone else for my need to be seen.
Or to be heard.
I built my walls up higher and thicker so I was confident no one would get past them.
Not this time.
~E, never again.

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