Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Cry

I cried for you,
did you know that?
When you first left,
you know? I thought i meant
SOMETHING
to you, i guess not.
well not enough to make
you stay.
You said you were
protecting me.
Well guess what?
I don't need you anymore
don't need the protection you
worked so hard to get me.
You don't deserve
ANY compassion I could offer, and
you especially
Don't Deserve To Be Cried Over
not anymore



j.h
"Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to pick up the pieces, if need be, when its over.":

1 comment:

m.n. said...

This is so good!