The break up poem

Ehhhhhhhh

I am alone. You let me leave, you let me slip right through the fingers that once held my hands, and wiped the tears from my face every time I had lost my self. And its funny because this time last year we were giggling and skipping through the hall ways, people smiling at us. Me, smiling at you. And the butterflies I once had when we ran into each other, turned into anxiety, and avoidance of eye contact. Some times I feel sad about these things, don't get me wrong. It's just, you crushed me. You crushed my color, my laughter and my joy. Everything I had once found happiness in you had just taken from me. Like I had done wrong to you. But I hadn't had I? I hadn't done a god damn thing, but you sucked the life out of me. Your demonic words began to leave scars on my arms. But of course along with everything, that was my fault.

Author's Note

I feel some clossssure.