Weakdays

notformymother

People leave.

The special days become a painful reminder of who couldn’t stay,

And how I loved too much of someone who loved me too little,

And how my heart was too big to let another day slip by without it leaving a mark.

Because at some point I decided I’d rather carve the date on my skin than forget it.

I hollowed myself out with the days that meant more to me than to the people I shared them with.

And I haven’t been whole since.

 

These days my calendar looks like an open wound.

  • Author: notformymother (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 22nd, 2021 20:47
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 13
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