I felt like I was drowning, and then you came along and pulled me out of the water, just to push me right back in. You left me broken and so confused. I didn't want to fall in love again; it just happened. I'm a firm believer that we don't get to choose the person we fall for. I didn't want you at first, then I gave you a chance and ended up falling in love, even though you wanted me first. I fell in love with the way your eyes would look at mine, any chance you got to look over in my direction, and I acted like I didn't notice it. I loved that you were you then. All of a sudden, in a matter of minutes, all of that changed. You didn't give me an explanation; all I got was a one-minute voice mail, and you acted like we never happened. Now you've got a new girl, and she gets the better version of you. She gets the ring; I get the voice mail. She gets the man; I got the boy. I still hope you're happy and doing well. I'll be sitting here, listening to the voice mail on repeat.
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
