Every time I think of her

I hate how sad and small I am

dreaming of someone that walked away

when I needed them most

Missing her hurts that mucb more

when I remember what she did

and have to stop and ask myself

why I’d ever want someone

so eager to disappear

back in a position where

she’d probably walk away again?

I was at my worst, of course,

but she couldn’t handle that so well

so what makes any part of me

think she’s worth the time and effort

to be a part of my life

in any way, shape, or form?

But emotions aren’t always logical

and they’re not always right

They’re just there to be dealt with

and right now I have to deal with

a hole in my life

and a void in my heart

and memories that hurt