The night sky was always filled with stars
Being with you's like winning numerous wars
I don't know when the thoughts entered my head
That I can't be with you till the end
Somehow I knew it was right to leave you
You also acted like you knew it to be true
Now I regret more than a thousand times a day
I spend my time waiting for you to come my way
You've become an unyielding stranger
Uncaring to my endless wonder
I desolately hold on to our mem'ries
Putting back together the pieces
But you're just a person who loved me once
I berate myself to work towards acceptance
Sonnet. Sort of.
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Amateur #NaPoWriMo 2015
PoetryAmateur poetry collection about amateurs in love (the broken hearts.) Brokenhearted Poetry #1 National Poetry Writing Month 2015