jar of hearts (a poetry story)

get on

moving on was the only option,

i couldn't show you i noticed change from you guys that would just push you away

and lie to me even more

i had to get on,

my own friends didn't even like you

i would defend you,
and they'd give me shit for doing that

they would walk by you while you were working
and laugh at you and make fun of you

it hurt me cause why would i want my own friends making fun of someone i like?

i lost a friend because of you,
but you were better then she was cause jealousy got the best of her

i miss you,
but i will never show you

i will never tell you,
or talk to you again

i had to get on

till next time,

this one is for you