Love Me Not(A Ghosting Poem)
At all moments, you never spoken the word,
One of honesty, a truth I haven't heard.
If drifting away from me, why didn't you tell me?
If losing all desired feelings, why didn't you tell me?
If you haven't been in it for awhile, WHY DIDN'T YOU EFFIN TELL ME???
No expression of "Hey, just wanted to say. We were never gonna work out anyway…"
Peasant, is that so hard? Speaking truly from your heart?
Now I'm stuck with this self doubt,
Smh you took the coward's way out.
Now I'm writing this poem to strangers,
Proly not the first ghosting they've read,
On my bed failing to convince myself,
That love(I know I'm being dramatic with this word but oh well) isn't in fact dead.
Edit: Spacing
submitted by /u/DeminaCross
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