Yes miles and miles of empty pages that I offered to you to write on
You took the offer and inked it pretty well
All the happy memories you printed them in bold on the pages
The sad days and sleepless nights are well inked in my heart so trust me I can’t forget the dark days we both endured
The day you said you can’t live without me, believe me you inked that pretty deep
I gave you my heart so you can write all our experiences
You wrote everything
But now none of it is left
Maybe a little trace here and there that I intend to clear
A blurry trace maybe
Or maybe a meaningless doodle
You left me with loads of filled pages
Filled with tonnes of fake promises that I should have known meant nothing to you
Forgive my bad for putting my heart first and throwing my mind away
Now I’m all alone with a bleeding heart,poor and lonely
You see when you left I had to tear down the pages
The pages had to be done away with regardless of the pain and the bleeding.
You left many pages blank but nobody’s going to finish them
I closed the chapter you left hanging and yearning for more ink
I closed it and tore all of it down
They are all a memory now
A hazy memory that I keep locked in the drawers at the back of my mind
@blackgirlpoetry🌼
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