It’s the hurting you
that’s haunting me;
the blank expression
as I said my goodbye,
the “okay” thereafter
when all I wanted was some acknowledgement
from your side.
I can hear the silence
of the days that followed,
they echo through the night.
And just when I think I can take a deep breath
the guilt from hurting you
starts to take effect;
my heart grows heavy,
my world slows down,
my life seems empty,
and the happiness I dared to feel
is drowned out.
The weight of your heartache
is an unnecessary burden
when I’ve already had to carry the heaviness
that came with forgetting myself
because all I ever did
was prioritized you above everything else.