sometimes I wonder if I've done the right thing
by pushing away certain people
in the long run I will miss them
and hope to maybe see them again
but honestly it's not worth the drama
and the pain
of having them around
when all they really did was use you as a carpet
and played with your emotions
as if they were a yo-yo.
Short stories, poems, among other play things. A constant work in progress. Forever changing.
