12:30 am 9/29/16 what a horrid format
I lie awake and dream of you,
I see the future.
I see bright smiles and stomach paining laughs,
I see doctor trips and bubble baths,
I see children at play in a big back yard,
But what I see next is the best by far.
I see us in our warm loving home,
I see the love and the courage you've shown.
Then the pain hits and I let out a cry.
I see the truth beneath your lies.
I see the way you look into her eyes.
I see the smile she's placed upon your face.
I see your happiness as you wrap around her waist.
Of course I don't want it to be true,
But I think she's a better fit for you.
YOU ARE READING
Poems from a Broken Hearted Bitch.
PoesieBasically a bunch of sloppy, unprofessional, pointless poems that don't make sense.
