‘and I’d sever my right hand

to have you kiss the left—

I’d burn in flames

if I thought you’d love the ashes.’

'unloved,’ - Megan’s Poetry #1264

I drown in my own thoughts

You used to tell me you loved me

Yet you showed me otherwise

Now I can’t trust anyone

I keep thinking they all lie

I still hate your face

But at least life has given your name another meaning

I didn’t deserved that

Yet you made me think that I did

God, I wish I never spoke

Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

I miss not being sad all the time

Sometimes I want to go back to you

Yet that means destroying myself

I’ve started to wonder

If there’s something broken in me

Maybe I’m made to love

Not to be loved

“Aren’t you used to that?”

“What?”

“Friends leaving you after you start being a little ‘clingy’”

“… yeah… I guess I am”

-2am conversation with myself

Perhaps, in another reality, we collide

And perhaps, just perhaps, we are together under the same sky

I’ll follow you everywhere

Even after my feet start bleeding

We kissed once

As a joke

But it was enough for me to fall

It’s gonna hurt

Every night I ask the moon to keep you in my life, for ever

I can’t remember how it was being friends with you

Has it been that long?

I feel homesick for a place I’m not even sure it exist

-1:35am

Things have changed

Our friendship has changed

And I’ve known for a while

That I have to let you go

For it is killing me

And I deserve better than that

Things are changing

Every second, every moment,

Things have to change

Yet it hurts to see uschanging

Every time the moon is out

I think about you

Every night, I tell the stars the story of how we met

Over and over again