I wasn't important enough for you. You left me behind and made me feel like I was crazy, as if you never called me saying, you missed me. J. Saunders
Tag: poetry
Chaos Theory
You used to ask, "what did I want from you?" I used to say, "nothing." My heart would speak to my mind and say, "I want to relieve the heaviness from your chest and love you.", though I never told you "Breathe life into you and just truly, unwillingly love you because I've believed a … Continue reading Chaos Theory
Not You
Since you left, I’ve had all these men at my feet Still nothing compares to what I thought we had Effortlessly, they try as if they believe there is a contest, to compete and replace what was once there Replace, what I thought was so great I am not over you J. Saunders
Depression
To know there are people who love and appreciate you but you're unable to separate the shadows, the demons cast; leaves no room for emotions of happiness when left alone or laughing amongst a sea of people Unspoken, 2019 - J. Saunders
Shipwreck
My battle, was never our battle, like you said. You made me believe that you had my back, that you cared about me and my well being, until it no longer benefited you. Until, I became a burden and you jumped off ship, leaving me in the middle of the ocean. No ammunition or map … Continue reading Shipwreck
When It Hurts
He didn't and doesn't care about me and that's the shitty part about losing someone you care for You forget about all the people who have and do care about you While focusing on the one person you want to care, rather than need That one person you thought cared, now believing you're not good … Continue reading When It Hurts
Another
My mind screams My heart bleeds It's been days maybe weeks Since I've written a piece since they all resemble you and I'm just trying to move on J. Saunders
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You made a mess of my heart. It wasn’t okay then, but it is now. I survived what I thought was an unmanageable catastrophe, and after cleaning up pieces of myself I realized, I never needed you. You’re not wanted here unless you want your heart on the floor in my possession. I walk around … Continue reading Page 105
Drunk Call
Each sip of Scotch tastes like you. It always takes me back to the moments we shared. Before I know it, I'm drunk on the memories of us. Dialing your number. Hanging up before telling your voicemail how much I miss you. Love Notes, J. Saunders
All About Me
You're going to miss me Maybe not today or tomorrow Or even a month from now But there will come a time when you least expect it A woman may walk by wearing my perfume Someone will say a sentence that recalls your mind back to a night we had I know it sounds unfortunate … Continue reading All About Me