You're moving on
At such a fast pace
From dusk til dawn
I see your faceI'm hurting inside
By now, you know this
I've stopped trying to hide
That it's you that I missYou'll never read this
Unless she shows this to you
Maybe you'll remember our kiss
That I once thought was trueI don't hate you
and I don't hate her
Although I feel blue
And my eyes always blurI see you together
And I feel my heart breaking
When she looks like your treasure
And I am left shakingYes I am livid
How can I not be
When my world has been twisted
And I feel like a fleaI feel like I'm nothing
Compared to her
She's beautiful and loving
Yes it's her you preferSo yes I am hurt
For I've lost a lot
Because you look unhurt
And letting go is a long shot
YOU ARE READING
poetry of the confused soul
PoetryJust stuff I write when I'm feeling stuff. Inconsistent and messy. For some background, this stuff varies from early teens all the way to present-day, in my 20s.