Weeks have gone by,
But it was all still the same.
When she listened to the music,
All she could hear was his name.
She was hurt, she was broken;
But she kept it all inside.
If asked how she was,
"I'm fine," she would lie.
Two worlds apart,
She couldn't help but think;
Would she meet him again,
If she let herself sink.
YOU ARE READING
for the both of us
PoetryI loved him with all my heart, Even if he didn't care; I'll love him with all my heart, This, to myself, I swear.
