I can tell your feelings have waned.
Things with us just don't feel the same.
I cry out in pain,
I call out your name,
as you turn around you call me insane.
I cling to your hate.
I've been up three days straight.
Giving up on my faith,
that we were ever soulmates.
"Come back to me someday,"
I say as I pack up my bags.
I think,
a lesson learned,
memories formed,
a chance to love again is what I have gained.


Written by Alyssa Danielle Woodman