This isn't one of my better ones, but I thought this sounded nice. Leave any feedback about this poem in the comments or PM me. Thanks :)
He smiles at me,
I hold my breath,
he kisses me,
I wanna squeal,
he holds me close,
I breathe him in,
he tells me he loves me,
I feel my heart beat.
He's not the same,
but I can't help,
he takes another shot,
makes me wanna cringe,
his words start to slur,
I can't understand,
he leaves with someone else,
I hurt when I cry.
He returns in the morning,
I feel better,
he tells me he loves me,
I know he does,
he says never again,
I don't believe him,
he makes a promise,
I know he'll break.
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How We Were
PoetryThis is poetry of past experiences. This is poetry of what I have seen. There are no main characters. These poems may relate but are not thoroughly connected as one. Each one is about someone or something else. Interpret these poems as you will. I j...
