//Haste//

I told you that I don't love you anymore,
Yet never a day has passed without the thought of you
Crawling up my silly mind.

I didn't know what was the right thing do
So in haste, I made that decision
Never had I regret something so much.

I read our old text
As I scrolled up the screen, tears scrolled down my cheeks
Is it too cruel of me to want back what we used to have?

It was none but you who I began inking papers for
Whether from love or tears
I still do it, for you, but where are you?

These poetry exist for you to read them,
Yet in a deep and dark corner of my breaking heart
I wish for you to never find them.

(Please find them)