I promise I prayed,
but you couldn’t stay,
he took you away,
no one is here but me
I know it’s not all bad
I shouldn’t be mad
but it’s you
and you were all I had.
I promise I prayed
that you were in my bed
and it wasn’t in my head
unlike a needle in thread,
I couldn’t find my balance.
Heartbreak was only half the challenge,
it was reading the messages in silence
or checking your Facebook status
or in my bed noticing your absence
idk maybe I’m overreacting.
In my head reenacting
exactly what I was lacking
and what made them so attractive.
No.. really I need healing
so sick of the feeling,
so tired of dealing,
what’s was the point of us meeting,
what’s the point of believing
you hear me when I’m speaking
so sick of just screaming,
guess it’s just fuck my feelings.
maybe I shouldn’t be mad
maybe all this just freed me
because I think I was afraid
that no matter the progress we made
you’d still leave me betrayed
and I would have to persuade
you into staying when you wanna sway.
so thank god, thank god I prayed
and you got out of my way.



© Makaiylah Robinson