#wip prob

[valkyrja125]

nerd alert

[classm-poems]

5 years.

I can’t believe I’m still writing about you, I can’t believe you still make me sick to my stomach five years later.

For five years, I’ve been so happy that I forgot how deep heartbreak runs. I wish I didn’t feel this way. I wish I had never met you.

I wish I had never met you. Would I be different now? Would I have broken her heart the way you broke mine? Would I have ruined her? Would I have destroyed a beautiful friendship like you did? Would I ever have discovered my capacity to love so many? Without you, would I be different? Worse? Better?

Worse? Better? Which is it now that I know you did think of me? Write poems about me? You thought I was weak garbage. You never knew me.

You never knew me. And I am ANGRY that you didn’t. I am angry you never gave me the chance, the time of day, the choice, anything.

Anything! I am angry that you never gave me your heart but I gave so much of mine to you. I didn’t even know you still had it.

I didn’t even know you still had it, that anything you stole from me was still in your possession. I want it back.

I want it back: the love I gave you, and the love I gave a boy five years before you.