Pages of sorrow fills this journal
With tears staining some of the words
Bitterness is covered in between each line
All because of you-
I can’t seem to find, closure within myself
Hoping you haven’t fallen in love with someone else
How do you let go of something you have hope for?
All of these self care blogs provides nothing
Only confirming that my soul is lost
It’s all because you left me alone in a field of flowers Plucking over and over again….
Piece by piece-
Do you love me or do you love me not?
All of the flowers seem to have the same results
I keep plucking to find the one that’s feeding me this hope
