im going to be blunt; .
the day you packed your bags, left your keys,
and walked right out of our lives
was the last day i didn't feel queasy whenever i heard your name.
i've tried reasoning, i've tried forgiving you,
i've been kicked out of my own home just so you could have a place to reside
i've tried screaming, burning old memories of us into ash
and hating you for what you've done.
i miss you so much.
i miss it when i didn't feel a knife twist and turn in my chest whenever i heard your laugh
i pray for a day where you come back.
but each day my hopes are getting slimmer and slimmer.
i can't wait for you anymore.
i am going to grow without you,
im going to make it my dying wish
to have lived a life where i didn't hurt people
like you hurt me so.