"maybe"
i said"yeah, maybe"
he saidi wonder if i will ever see you again,
i wonder if you'll ever be the same person you onve were
i hate the way things are
why do people keep poking holes in my plans?
i feel like you keep pushing me away,
this time,i might let it happen
maybe you will come back,
maybe you will be what i want againmaybe you'll be mine
i don't know yet
my chest feels heavy,
i'm not ready to let you go yet,
i don't want toi don't want this chapter to close
maybe,
just maybe you will see,that i'm not like the others
no matter how many times my heart gets broken,
it's still as big as the moon
YOU ARE READING
jar of hearts (a poetry story)
Poetrywho do you think you are? running around with a jar of hearts?