I saw your picture today,
And I can't help but wonder
Are you the same way
I remember
Are you still the broken girl
Sometimes I wonder if you're the same girl I used to know.
Some times I wonder if your eyes are still cold,
Like the snow
On a cold December's Day
I wonder if your heart still aches like mine
And still full of love
Even though a little broken
I can't help it
But I'm shaken
Is it you I still see
The ones whose tears
Brought my soul to its knees
Are you still the broken girl
Whose pieces I wanted for myself
I wonder what you're doing right now
Are you thinking of Christmas in July
Or the times you sat with me
On that mountain, just to cry
On my shoulder
Do you think of me at all
Perhaps not
But sometimes I do
For I loved the broken girl
Selfishly,
I hope she's still there
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December Girl
PoetryTo the girl I used to know. Broken but perfect. This is about one of my old best friends who I dont speak with anymore. She actually ended up doing very well for herself and became a very positive person. As happy as I am for her, I'll always miss o...
