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Dear past,

It doesn't hurt like it use to anymore

But sometimes i'll find myself thinking

About the good old days

Our late night talks

Laughing about the silliest things

Our little fights

And how special you made me feel


Sometimes I wanna run back into your arms

I wish i can hate you

Hurt you the way you hurt me

I want you to feel the same pain I went through

The constant thought of was I ever good enough

Was I not worth fighting for


You were a big part of my life

I wished my memories could be wiped off

So i won't remember the bittersweet moments

So i won't be tormented every single night

Where my thoughts consume me


Sincerely,

My unexpressed thoughs

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