From the start I knew you were not right for me.
That we would have broken up anyway,
But I agreed because I thought it would be worth a try.
But now I think that try was not worth it.
I guess I was too premature to know right from wrong.
Or was it because you were the wrong one?
I do not know.
However, I really want to know.
But it is over and done.
And everything--our memories, feelings, words to each other--is gone now,
Removed from our minds,
Wiped away from our memory.
But I was always questioning our relationship.
Would it last?
Would our opposite perspectives separate us?
Would our limitations stop us?
But I did not give up because you were the only one who there was for me.
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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...
