I.
Cannot.
Believe.
This.
There is another one.
Another one wanting to own me.
Another one wanting to impress me.
Another one taking a chance to break my heart.
I cannot take this.
It was fun, but not anymore.
The worst part is I do not like him back,
Not in the way that he hopes for.
What is there to like about him?
He is a spaz, a loner, and a player.
I broke his heart, but my heart is already broken.
I cannot move on.
Not after all our special moments.
You are the first to hold my hand when I was cold.
The first one to kiss me in my darkest times.
The first to hold me close when no one else would.
I don't want to repeat it again but he will not forgive up.
...or will he?
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Poetry of Life ✔
PoetryHave you ever felt like you were lonely or an outcast? Did you ever feel like no one understands you or you just cannot figure out your mixed emotions? Have you had feelings hidden inside of you, waiting to come out? These poems express what is...
