It took time
For her to be out of my mind.
I walk past her now
And she looks right through me.
Like I was nothing
Like the late night calls
And midnight swims
And secret kisses
The were meaningless
I could not give her what she wanted
So now I am deemed useless.
YOU ARE READING
She
PoetryA book about a girl who loved and was loved in return. Complete short book of 'poetry'.
