Hanging by loose ends
Not even a blank text that you send
It hurts losing someone important like a boyfriend
But, it hurts more losing a best friend.
I couldn't comprehend
As to why you had to leave and pretend
That I don't exist; that I don't matter and so we end.
You did more than offend.
Until the last minute, I did defend
My understanding I expand
And my arms I extend
Reaching out to you seems wrong and has to end.
YOU ARE READING
Life? Life.
PoetryThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life
