Our Story Pt.4 Poem by Ysabella Soleil

letting you go is never easy.
just thinking about it makes me queasy.
it's hard to forget the things we do,
but for me to move on, i have to.

i never thought it'll come to this.
i have been holding on to the things you profess.
i thought we'll fight together the challenges,
but it's only me accepting the pain from the blow of changes.

i never thought i have this patience,
waiting for you to acknowledge my mere presence.
it seems you tend to forget i existed,
and i grew tired being taken for granted.

sometimes i think there is wrong with me.
sometimes i think there is lacking on me.
sometimes i think i am not good enough.
and sometimes i think that what we had was just a bluff.

did you really love me?
or is it just our of sympathy?
is it out of pure convenience cause we're always together?
or maybe i am just your rebound?