Why...or When?

Why does it always feel like I'm alone?

You're right next to me, but still too far away to touch....

It's been like this forever, and it's too f*****g much.

 

If you never wanted me, you should've just said it

Don't bother with me now...

I can see it on your lips, even when they're closed

And kissing him.

 

I'm not asking why...I'm asking when.

When did my heart no longer fit with yours?

Or my body next to yours?

I don't blame you for moving on, but you could have waited....

 

Until after I was dead.

Reviews

[WriterMe]

The ending was so... Alive? haha, being a paradoxical statement.. I think your poem was good. It portrayed very strong emotions and it seemed cold in a way, but it made the poem more... i cant seem to think of any other word than... Alive. Haha, but good job all the same =]