now that you talk to me
she gets jealous that i might be better,
than her perfect self, and it bothers her
So much so, she has to tell the world
but what can i do
i was just your second choice
you would have never picked me
if it hadn't have hurt her this much
YOU ARE READING
Unsaid Words
Poetry"Her soul was too deep to be explored by those who always swam in the shallow end." - A.J.Lawless A collection of thoughts and quotes from someone who sees life in a different perspective. P.S. They get better towards the end, promise
