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 Jun 30
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But we’d rather not clean it up
There’s too much to regret and too much we had hoped for lying there
And I don’t think we can handle seeing the future we envisioned again
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Like a ****** butterfly
 Jun 29
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I’m sorry I was too little  
I’m sorry I wasn’t enough  
I’m sorry I was too much  
I’m sorry I wasn’t subtle  
(I still wanna text you back)

Sorry I didn’t try  
Sorry I gave up  
Sorry I tried for the both of us  
Sorry I thought I was enough  
(I still wanna tell you about my day)

For you and I  
For me and you  
For all the work I thought I could do
For every time I assumed it was you  
when it was me, it was me, it was me  
For never trusting  
Always forgiving  
For being harsh and sleeping on your thoughts  
And never minding them  
(Everything we should have said,)

For thinking I could fix this  
When you were enough  
(I wish they didn’t have to be in brackets)

I wish we were enough for you  
I wish this was enough for me
 Jun 1
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Sometimes i feel that jaw numbing pain
The one I used to feel when everything between us was
Well
What it is now
Sometimes I feel it
I feel it when you look at me and that spark is gone from your eyes
I feel it when I say hello and you do too but it's almost as if you're saying goodbye
But Sometimes I feel it
When the birds chirp the way they used to
The way they chirped when i was with you
Yes i know. Very cliche.
 Jun 1
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And there I stood
This is what you made
This is what you did
Breaths are shallow
Hearts thundering
Stopping the battle only to lose the war
 Jun 1
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In the end, it was just me
The fire had settled
The world as I knew it had burned
So, I used the ashes to paint my future
I used it to paint my walls
I showed the world
I beckoned with a crooked finger
This is where I came from i say gesturing with a broken hand
But like a museum, it's just to look at it
And I, the owner, the collector of my past's artifacts, rarely visit

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