The story is too much
For me to put into words
It hurts
It hurts me so bad, in a place
I've never been hurt before.
I wish I could elaborate
But thinking on it too long
Will make it worse.
The story is short but incredibly long,
Heavy-handed, short-breathed,
And it fills my heart with smog;
The story of how I lost the girl
That's as far as I can write without crying
Or perhaps just dying
More quickly than usual
Because this pain in my chest
Can't be healthy
And I can feel my tiny heart melting.
YOU ARE READING
The Story Of How I Lost The Girl
Poetrythis is a poem i wrote for a friend who had just been through i bad break up and i helped him overcome everything
