don’t do it- 12:24am 12/23/2019
things don’t make sense when they start;
and i’m coming to realize that
you can’t read what’s inside my heart,
but for me to say the words in my brain-
brings me great pain,
and what truly remains is my worries.
i’m sorry to leave in a hurry
but things got so fast and
i couldn’t look past
the way you looked at me so fully.
we never know where life will take us
but i’ve always been one to escape trust.
it’s like one time i’m there and the next
i’m gone -for the best, it just
feels like i can’t fixate on us.
i’m sorry for all the trouble i will cause.
i know from the start it won’t be in vain.
i’ve said this before,
and i’ll say it again:
the hurt i bring follows me
each day i remain,
and it’s you who will feel
like i shouldn’t be claimed.
-me
