[Tyrana]: 64.Oh my goodness, I wrote poetry.poem three

There are people who care.
About me.
About me.
They're out there. I've found them.
Or so they tell me, so they show me.
I see it. I can hear it. I feel it.
I try to fill the void you left me.
I've been trying so goddamned hard.
I've been trying to forget, trying to hate you.
Realizing you've probably forgotten.
You don't know. You wouldn't care, anyway.
Perspective, remember?
Remember?
I remember.
I remember everything.
All of it.
I remember being happy.
I listen to music you hate.
And enjoy it.
To spite you.
You don't know.
And I'm disturbed at how odd I'm getting.
You wouldn't care, anyway.
You have a happy life without me.
What if I told you
How much of a life I have without you?
But why would I do that?
You're done with the initial discomfort.
You've made your phonecall.
Now it's time for me to somehow figure out
Exactly what I believe in.
Time for me to reconsider, reorganize, get back to normal.
Try not to snap entirely.
And time for you
To hang up, go downstairs,
And make yourself a sandwich.
I'm glad I made such an impact.
Glad to see that every time
You promised me forever,
And every time
You promised me love
Won't come back to bother you.
Has left the back of your mind.
I think about you every day.
Every fucking day.
I go over conversations.
I go over situations.
Things I might have,
Things I should have said.
You wrote me letters.
I have them.
I haven't read them.
Not lately.
I don't have to.
What if I recited them for you?
Right now.
Would you even recognize them?
Did you put any thought into them?
Or did they disappear, too, when you hung up?
I loathe to think I need you.
If it wasn't for the ones that care,
The ones that really care,
I might have convinced myself of it.
I know I don't need you.
But I do want you.
I want you so badly I hurt.
What if I told you that every time
I promised you forever
I promised you love
I meant every word?

I would never want you to feel,
But I want you to understand
Exactly how you've made me feel.
Exactly how I'm crumbling.
I've never been so fragile before.
I feel simply ridiculous.

Nice to see you're doing so well.
If anyone deserves happiness, it's you, my friend.

Indulge.