on January 19, 2014

Staring out the window

locked in a time that you can’t get out of.

A heart that breaks everyday

to know that someone you loved

more than anything in the world

pushed you out of their lives

like you never meant anything to them

like you were a piece of trash

Staring out the window

the breeze feels

so soft on your skin

that you can feel the tear sliding down your face.

Everybody left her at the same time

Everybody said what they wanted

no knowing that words hurt,

you gave her more scars

then he did

Each one of you gave her a story

far better than she could ever imagine.

If you think it’s about you

then my job is done.

Staring out the window

is where she is left.



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