He knew from the start
I was falling for him
Yet he didn't stop me
That was what it seems.
He'd always talk about her
I was willing to listen
Praised her all night
From evening till dawn.
It continued on and on
Till the day I confessed
He told me to forget him
Said it was for the best.
How could I ever do that
When he was in my heart
Yet Wanted to grant his wish
So, I tried my best but...
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Spilling Thoughts
PoetryWhen your thoughts cannot be expressed, spill it on pages... Sometimes scribbling, doodling and scratching on paper is all you need to do to bring out those unexpressed feelings.
