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Lately, love is just an illusion

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when you left me,
four months ago,
my world
s h a t t e r e d;

and there i stood,
with nothing
but our memories
and our laughter,
echoing in my soul.

there was no "goodbye"
or "we need to talk"
like several months
before then,
which was the simple:

"we should take a break"

no.

there was only
d r o pp e d
phone calls,
seen-but-never-replied texts,
and with the quick button
on Facebook,

UNFRIEND.



NO



i started thinking,
over-thinking.

[it's not her, it's me

it's not her, it's me]


i started packing,
over-packing.

[her box, her stuff

her stuff, her box]




NO



today,
four months has gone.

today,
you messaged me again.



why?

why today?




NO



my body
sh ak es,


wanting answers
to which
the heart
knows nothing of or about.



NO



if it's my heart you want again,
i'm afraid to say that after your last visit,
i have locked it with a new and secure key;

good luck unlocking it now.
Originally written on here → allpoetry.com/poem/11622065-la…


The matter of the fact is that she texted me... It's been 4 months she stopped with no words towards me. Why, of all days, did she pick yesterday? The 19th... There's no significance there. :shrug: My ex. I've missed her.
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