If you only knew
How bad it hurts that you need me
How much I don’t want to leave
But how much it hurts to stay
Why can’t you just forget about me?
I am just skin
 and bones
and blood
and dirt.
Why care about where I go?
I’m already dead inside.
There’s no love left for me.
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I love this <3 the feeling is mutual
It’s powerful, thanks Molly. I’m glad that I won’t be missed.
I know I will miss you, even if I don’t really know you. I know I’m being a bit forward by saying that, but every person that I see or read on here… once I realize they’ve permanently stopped posting things, a faraway sadness washes over me, because I wish I had known them, talked them out of it..