Amelia James Poetry

I’m still pissed

that you took the future you promised me

and left me holding the empty space,

like I’m supposed to fill it with things

I never even asked for.

You told me over and over,

“we’re in this together.”

You said it like it was fact,

like we were writing our story,

page by page,

each chapter another step

toward that future you wanted too.

I wasn’t just dreaming of forever—

you were telling me we were building it,

laying the foundation with every word

and every promise that felt like truth.

You looked at me like we had time,

like we were writing our names

into the lines of a life we were both claiming.

And I believed it.

You made sure I believed it,

kept reassuring me that I wasn’t crazy,

that this was real,

that this was the future you wanted.

But when it came time to build,

you walked away and left me with blueprints

you never even drew.

It wasn’t just my heart you shattered,

it was the life we were supposed to share,

the one you told me was ours.

I wasn’t just imagining it,

I wasn’t the only one building castles in the sky.

You were right there with me,

telling me it was real,

telling me we’d get there.

And now,

all I have is the echo of promises

that were never meant to be kept.

You didn’t just take my love.

You took a future we both said we wanted,

and you tossed it aside

like it never mattered.

Like it was never real,

like I was the only one who believed it

while you were planning your exit.

Now I’m left with the weight

of all the things you said,

the things you promised,

and the hollow space where our future was supposed to be.

I’m not just mourning what you took from me,

I’m mourning the life we both swore we’d build.

-Amelia James