Stories of Loss

It first stated at the beginning of summer break. My friend from New York told me that goodbye meant she was going to kill herself. She said goodbye to me. I always had the mindset that I was the weak link in every type of relationship I’ve ever been in,whether it’s an unauthorized soccer team or just  me meeting someone new. So when I was told that she was going to kill herself, I blamed myself for not being good enough, So I texted a friend, the kindest person from my class, she would always greet me, and would ask me stuff from time to […]

don’t go if you are not sure she said

but i’m never sure

i’m never sure of what is there tomorrow
if there is any tomorrow

i am replaceable
“no you are not”

maybe the memory are not
but the feeling is
the feeling you have on me
you can have on someone else

so i am replaceable
i dont belong here
someone else will take my place
someone better

i mean nothing to me

i’ve got to leave soon

so don’t make it more difficult

ive loved you kissed you, hated you
still im here

but i wish im not

i wanted to stay for you
i still do

but its too much

love.li