heartbreak is inspirational.
writing is easy until you read what your heart bled at 3am.
it takes you back to the fights, hurt, and struggle to survive.
it takes me back to you and i am pissed.
words you want to say.
words spoken from your mouth are things i’ll never believe.
pushed away by your lies until i leave.
betrayed by the one i thought i could trust.
only to end up with a heart that is crushed.
it didn’t have to start as a lie.
you didn’t have to create a different
persona to hide behind.
i loved you for you.
you didn’t need to be anything more.
you, you. perfect you.
thinking of hikes will never be the same
because now your name comes to mind.
associating simple things with the thought of