An Empty, Dark Room Poem by Averie Richardson

Please look at me the way you used to
Stay pressed against my back
Making me feel the same once again

Whisper the things you used to
Maybe then I can have the heart to forget the way you used to tangle your fingers in my hair

You spoke to me the words you didn't tell anyone
But maybe that was because you thought I was everyone
Maybe you thought no one else would love you

I want to prove you wrong but you won't let me
You pushed me away before I could

Now you sit alone in a dark room
While hearing the echos of my sobs

Maybe you never cared after all
Maybe it was in my head, that illusion of you

I don't want to believe that's true
But what else can I believe when all I feel is the emptiness between us?