Broken

I am broken that you are ok without me

I always wanted to be the person you go to when you’re gloomy

so that I could make you happy

but suddenly you have given someone else your time,

you have given someone else the ability to provide you your happiness

but once they mess up,

and they will,

do not think about coming back to me

because there will be a time where you miss me,

and there will be nothing there anymore,

not for you, ever

because you decided to wait too long

you have nothing left of me

just the memory of me