Better forgotten than held onto
That's how I feel
That's how they've coped
Discarding me like old shoes
Removing my name from playlists
Altering poems and a few edits "let's change this"
The I miss you's change to I wish you's
And they end on the note of
Me never being what they intended or expected
The expectancy of me was just a placeholder for the life altering love
That experience that changes their lives & leaves them blown forever
And I'm just downgraded to
The in between
That glimmer of hope to get one by
That need to be reminded of what it could feel like to be loved
But without true devotion
Better forgotten than held onto
Burned away like old poems you want to forget
Ripped into pieces like 4 page letters you can't read without fighting tears
That one thing, person, at least
That you don't want to remember
But hard to forget
Every now and again
You scroll upon that picture
Or that incessant song
That makes you think of me
And you want to erase the memories
Almost to pretend as if I didn't exist
Because I was just your "in between"
That temporary fix
That person that suits the idea of "this will do, until I find you..."
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