When she asks you
The question
You hoped wouldn't come,
You grit your teeth
And you have to lie.
When they tell you
They're proud
You've been strong for so long
You fake a grin
And you have to lie.
You lie.
YOU ARE READING
Give
PoetryAfter a break up, one of the best things I've done was get into something I wasn't interested in when we were together. It becomes something not touched by memories of the other person enjoying it with you. For me, it was reading and writing poetry...
