Prena Poetry

i am sorry if the scars i left in you still yearns for an answer, i am sorry now i can do nothing much to take in the ache of the world and make you feel loved. i am done. now. i am done keeping broken people in my arms and bruising myself to fix them up. i want you to know this is all that has become of us now. and if you ever find me in places you go to, i want you to remember that now i am neither your friend nor your enemy. let’s just be no one and nothing to eachother. i took too long heal from giving my empathy to people broken beyond point. i took too long to know, sometimes we can’t fix eachother—no matter how much it hurts on the both ends of the knife between us. i am tired now and you must be too. i just hope you find a way to live and love yourself in all the right aways. i will be far better than before, i have always been, with or without you. i