Sometimes
I still feel it
Pulsing through my veins
Deep in my chest
Forgotten love
Depression
Rejection
Hurt
It hurts
It hurts like nothing else
Because I know
There will always be that
What if.
What if I had never said goodbye to her.
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Isabelle's Poetry Journal (a continuation of Homesick Angel)
PoetryMy name is Isabelle I am 15 years old (not my real age.) I am a "Homesick Angel" at least that's what I'm told I am called the people like me are called the people who are depressed suicidal empty numb those people they're just trying to go home T...
Goodbye To Her
Sometimes
I still feel it
Pulsing through my veins
Deep in my chest
Forgotten love
Depression
Rejection
Hurt
It hurts
It hurts like nothing else
Because I know
There will always be that
What if.
What if I had never said goodbye to her.