you made me feel like i was something,
but i meant nothing to you.
you promised me a forever,
but it was all just a part of a game that you play.
making people feel special,
while you tear them down behind closed doors.
i wasted so much time and effort,
hoping one day that i could truly be yours.
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Gianna Neufeld
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Remember Me
everyone tells me that the feeling will go away. that i’ll just forget about you. and i want to believe that. so badly. but i just don’t think that i’ll ever be able to forget about a love like ours. i won’t be able to just let you go. i won’t forget who you are and who you were. i just simply cannot. it’s not that i want to, but sometimes i just wish i could stop feeling your hands on my skin, and your lips pressed against mine. for just a few minutes. it makes me want to run back to you. to tell you that i miss you and that i love you. but that’s not realistic. i can still hear your voice and the way that you said you loved me. i can still hear everything you’ve ever said, inside my head. i can feel your fingers running up and down my spine. i can taste your lips on mine. i can remember every single part of you. i can remember your green eyes, and the way that you looked at me. i can remember your curly hair after you just took a shower. i can remember the way your hands fit mine so perfectly. i can remember your eyes and smile when you would wake up in the morning and move closer to me so that i felt safe. i can still hear your heartbeat when i would put my head on your chest. i can remember every part of you from head to toe. i can remember the first time that you said you loved me and i thought you were crazy, but then i realized that i loved you too. i can remember the first time you kissed me and how my stomach felt like it was doing summersaults. i can remember all the firsts, every single one of them. i can remember all the stories we would tell each other, all the secrets we would share, all the memories we made, all the future planning we did. i can remember every word you said. but i can also remember the look in your eyes when you ended things with me. as if you felt nothing and you were completely numb to all feelings. i can remember all the times you fucked with my head. all the times that you promised you would change. all the lies you told. i can remember the look on your face when you finally lost me. when you knew i wasn’t coming back. but oh god did i want to just hold you close and forgive you for all you’ve done. i just wanted to pretend it was okay. like we were going to be okay. but we weren’t. we just simply weren’t. and that’s the decision I have to live with and the mistake you have to remember for the rest of your life. i miss you. but i can’t tell you. i love you, but loving you hurts more than anything in this world. so, i hope you remember me. i hope you remember all the small details, all the memories, all the firsts, all the plans we made, all the stories we told and the love we created. the good and the bad. the ups and the down. i hope you remember every part of me. and i hope you love me the way that i love you. i really hope you do.
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