For you. — Summary

I wish you would realize, That I'm so alone, Its amazing I'm still alive.

I always thought that our Endless paragraphs would last forever, But then I came across a full stop.

How is it that I let you in so far? That everytime I hear my phone, I'm broken even more because it not you.

God know how much it hurts. I'm a fool for thinking it will change, That we'll grow back to our old ways.

So I wrote this for you. And I hope it finds you well. Because what i truly want to say is

I'm scared.

Show the whole poemHide the poem

Learn Poems app

Try the Learn Poems app

Everything from the website trainer, and more: new exercises, voice recording and sharing, reminders, quick review.

Written as a message to someone who has drifted away, this is a poem about loneliness after a close connection breaks. The speaker says they feel so alone it's a wonder they're still alive, and that line sets a raw, honest tone. They remember long conversations, "endless paragraphs," that seemed like they would go on forever, until they hit "a full stop." The punctuation image is simple but effective: the friendship, or relationship, simply ended.

Each time the phone buzzes, hope turns into disappointment because it isn't the other person. The speaker calls themselves a fool for believing things might return to how they were, which shows how much they're blaming themselves.

The ending changes the mood. After hoping the message "finds you well," the speaker admits what they really wanted to say: "I'm scared." Set alone on its own line, it feels quiet and exposed, as if all the earlier pain was leading up to this one confession.

Read also

More by KGBlack

All poems
AngryKGBlack

Let me go

You drop words so easily, Not knowing their weight. You said the wrong thing And now I'm going insane.
DreamyKGBlack

Nostalgia

What a weird feeling you are. You spring up whenever you want to, Like a happy child, unpredictable in many ways. A picture for example,
SadKGBlack

Working

The soap bubbles are enchanting Swirling, spinning, little glimpses of rainbows The waters hot, But not hot enough.