Yeah,
I knew it.
You'd get tired of me.
Leave like the rest of them.
It hurts,
well used to at least.
Now it's just a slight feeling of emptiness,
opposed to sadness.
I know you'll find someone better,
and you deserve it.
I just hope that,
in the end,
you're happy.
Because your happiness,
is all that really matters to me at this point.
YOU ARE READING
Concrete Marshmallows | Watty's 2016
PoetryA collection of poems mainly about love and loss. Some personal experiences, others are from different people's perspectives. It's fairly self explanatory. Every poem speaks for themselves and tells it's own story. Enjoy!
