Why?
Why did we do all this just to become strangers?
Strangers who know each other deepest, darkest secrets?
Stranger but not...
How can you be strangers with someone you were in-love with?
The one person who knew you better than you knew yourself?
Bet yet it aches me to think of you as a stranger.
Every time I still catch my self thinking about you,
Your sent, your voice, your touch.
Why do I still feel this way?
We're kids, yet we aren't in a way.
We did so much yet so little.
Why do I still feel like I should say I love you
Why do I still love you?
Is it the fact that you loved me?
Or the fact that I was finally being loved
That I had someone care?
I know I wasn't enough, that's why I broke it off
Yet I still want to come crawling back every second.
I know it's not right, I doBut one text, one call I want to be there
If you said I want to be with you again?
Can you forgive me one last time?
Would it be any different?
You are my weakness
Strangers but in another life sole mates.
It's funny how that works...
God I miss you
I know you're probably going to read this... tell me if you do? I don't want to hurt you okay?
YOU ARE READING
Poems about heartbreak and love
PoesíaA heartbreaking/ love poems about love heart break and getting over people