Leaving me was your choice
now I wish to hear your voice
the way you used to lie
made me want to die.
My room was already our
now I think about you for hours
all I want is a love that lasts
is that too much too ask?
Sometimes I wonder
If there is something wrong with me
but then I remember
you turned into my worse enemie.
You gave me scars
that I was hoping to fill with scars
I gave you everything
but you didn't say anything.
Bernardo Cruz
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Dear who?...
PoetryThis ia a poem that I wrote on my own about some breakups that eventually happen. This my first poem to be realesed to the world and I really hope youy have a great time reading it.Let me know if you liked it or not. Have a good read.
