7 hours sleeping 

1 hour getting ready for the day

2 hours eating 3 quick meals and 2 small snacks

1 hour walking

1 hour writing

2 hours waiting for your call 

1 hour talking about plans that would not be kept 

1 hour crying

1 hour hating you

1 hour missing you

2 hours trying to figure out why

1 more hour crying 

2 hours staring … At the sky … At the mirror … At the water … At my phone

Hoping you’d change your mind

1 hour deciding it didn’t matter

God, it’s getting easy to turn off the pain 

I’ll spend 1 hour of my day thinking of you and what all went wrong

Until 1 week from today

Push you into a corner of my heart 

An unlabeled cardboard box 

Filled with men who couldn’t handle this storm

Because sometimes all of it isn’t worth it

Until 1 day it is


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s