Inform

Stop, where are you going?

You didn't inform me at all

I’m crying, screaming, my dignity puddled on the floor

But I guess maybe you didn't have to inform, an informality that wasn't necessary in your eyes

So you left

I don’t want to care, it’s your decision, your loss

But I feel like I lost more, I’m not sure why

You were the first one who was nice to me

You weren't perfect, beautiful or spectacular, but for the moment I thought you were mine

And I guess that’s what made you the most special of all

Now I sit here alone, racking my brain for thoughts, possible answers

Wondering where I went wrong, or if I did at all

I have to go through life again alone, and it hurts and sucks and all of that

You won’t fill my days anymore, I have to forget the lies you told

Another attempt at happiness, fuck I don’t want to do this anymore

I shouldn't be this tired, shouldn't feel this defeated but I do

All these thoughts, in a 19 year old girl





Location: Buffalo, NY, USA

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