I'll be the first to admit
I don't know what to say.
I could fill this poem with hateful words
Or the definition of heartbreak.
Honestly, though, I'm over it.
I've already moved on.
I'd like this awkwardness between us
To disappear, be gone.
So if you decide to talk to me,
I'm more than willing to try
To continue on as friends
And wish this awkwardness goodbye.
You and I, we were a thing,
But that is in the past.
Maybe as friends we can have
More of a chance to last.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poetry
PoetryMy feelings are written So I may find peace I hope you relate To these words as you read
