Oct 16

fake apologies

faded dreams 
float from your fingertips
and halfheartedly stick themselves to your paper

all your pencils are dull
erasers worn away from all your mistakes
paper wrinkled from too many re-starts 

your fingers are stained from the ink blood you've spilled
your relentless judging 
and switching of views

your words are empty and pointless
they only show how much you despise me
verses how they used to describe me

your eyes are as empty as my heart
your smile as absent as your love
you look so melancholy 
sad and depressed

but I have to point out
I wasn't the one who left.

so darling before you write your fake apologies
trying to earn me back
think about why you left me
yes please think long and hard on that.