I feel it every day.
Pricking my skin, piercing through my heart.
Living for the day, yet afraid for it to be the last.
So I embrace the pain, the sorrow, the grief.
I swallow hard as I hold back my tears.
Because you only deserve to see me smile.
I look away so you don’t see my sadness.
I laugh at your jokes and pretend to yawn because inside I am crying.
I love seeing you happy.
I remember things.
I remember places.
I remember songs.
I remember words you used to say.
I remember everything.
Every little thing.
Leave me my tiny thorns, give me wounds that won’t heal.
It’s okay… It’s okay.
Yeah it happens in love :)
a lot, apparently. :) thanks @suny hope you followed me back cuz I just did! XD
I think good poetry makes one feel. This poem did that for me. I can feel the sadness, and I am filled with hope that you will soon feel better. Great poem.
Thank you, I have nothing but hopes that one day I will truly be okay again. :)
Sometimes love hurts like that but it shouldn't. I hope you can find the peace and the strength to really be okay ☮️