every night I lie awake with tears strolling down my face.
thinking of everything we could have been.
and I constantly miss your fingers on my skin.
the way you gently caressed my body as if you were afraid to break me.
that night was the best night of my life.
and yet it meant nothing to you.
and now I lie awake at night crying
cause everything that happened was a lie
and now I cry every night to the thoughts of you giving her your love
when not even a week ago you were in my arms.
and now you're back with her.
and that night was forgotten.
yet i can never forget.
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Poems. My storys into words.
Thơ caMy poems. I'm not a professional, pretty far from it, these are really just my thoughts put into words.
