[this is pretty self explanitory tbh.]

Clichely numb

The ink spreads as my tear hits the paper

The writing that was once magnified is now just dispersed ink,

But I swear I can read your name.

Jealousy pours from my ribs

And my clothes are soaked with it

So many words are written down obviously mentioning you between the lines
Because my world is so small

And it breaks my heart

My words are now images of you

My clothes, my work, my art

It's what's left of you in my mind

I've looked up to around 2 people in my life

But I didn't know I would still reek of you long after you're gone

You are blocked in every place I know,

But it's just fleeting attempts to block you from my thoughts

Because I don't need a reminder of you to think about you

I feel worse with every thought of you

Because it makes the walls around me move closer

I know of so little, my world is so small

I currently know around 10 people well

This is not a love poem

It's a poem to point blame over shed tears

Because no matter how many poems are written about you

No matter how many poems end in goodbye's I never said to you

You're still on my mind

The thought of you is pulling me apart thread by thread

Now I am just useless yarn lying here.

Denial, anger, bargaining, and depression

I've been through them all

But not over the loss of you

The loss of me

Now here is my submission

My accaptence

I am now nothing but string blowing through the air

Even though you're long gone

I was gone the second I said your name

So here it is

I am done

I am nothing

This is not goodbye

Because I know your will continue to stay on my mind

Like a parasite

You sucked out every part of me

Now I am numb