Do you remember
the fun we used to have?
Your laugh,
MY laugh,
combined.
Only silence fills my heart
leaves it longing for those days.
You'd hug me.
You'd call out my name.
You saw me for who I am.
There are no more texts.
You got what you wanted from me.
Now what?
Now what do I have to offer you?
Nothing. And without anything to buy your words, you are silent.
I tried to promise myself I wouldn't text anyone first anymore,
too many unanswered shots in the dark.
I broke that most often for you.
As I sit here,
silently waiting for that blessed tune,
I realize it won't come.
Maybe you won't forget me,
but I know you can't be counted on to remember.
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Mini Poem Book I: Poems of My Soul
PoetryMini Poems: poems that don't take up more than a wattpad page. This is a book of mini poems, with topics that include: -tortured love -one-shot imaginations -a description of the little things in everyday life -confessions of what bothers my mind...