Monday, January 16, 2017

I waste my time crying over you.
I cry so hard my stomach churns,
making me sick
and I can't tell you why.
And I know you're lounging on a beach
 somewhere not caring.
I know that.
But here I am,
3am
and my tears still fall,
and my hands still shake,
and despite my best efforts
I still miss you.

-R.E Savini

1 comment:

  1. I love that this is so short, yet I know exactly the feeling.

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