I'll try not to starve
Because you're gone
Maybe I'm the problem

I believed that you loved me
Or was it all in my head?
Did I force you to say I love you?

I gave you my all, and got something back
But you pushed me away.
I think you hate me

I still listen to Like I love You by Ryley Tate Wilson
And cry because it was our song kind of

I don't think you realize you pushed me out.
And slammed the door in my face
All I wanted was to be your number one

*Maybe I'm the problem

I threw my body
into you--

heart and soul
too

But you were someone
else's

gift

love,
just not mine

The version of me you never met
Was the best secret that I ever kept

False smiles and a witty joke
You'll never see past the positivity cloak

Why would I tell you I'm not fine
When you don't let me in your mind

Hair up and makeup done
You'll never see me in the evening sun

Meals prepped, trash stashed away
You hear only what I want to say

Even this account is best kept private
If you knew my truth, you'd never survive it

Rejection
With a side of
Self torture
It’s no one’s fault
It didn’t work out
You quietly ignore
Today as before
Not even sure
If you can see the door

the wind moves my feet.
my eyes shining like the sun and the sea.

"your love brings me to my knees."

her sigh is a whisper
soft like autumn leaves
silently falling to the cold ground.

the shadow of a smile.
my heart misplaced
like a paper lantern in the rain.

my broken sky,

her soft sigh
and I was no longer hers.