Misery…

I have a toxic relationship with you.

The more I pull away…

You pull me in to stay.

And you won’t ever hear this.

I didn’t want you when I had you.

But now you’re gone and it’s your presence I miss…

Attachment isn’t love and it wants to be.

They say….

They say…

Misery makes the best kind of company.

Don’t remember the last time I saw your face.

All of our memories now my heart will erase.

I did this to myself.

You refused to help.

I could be happy if I let you go…

But you are….

You are all I know.

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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