Does he still love you?
Or is he just use to you,
used to the company, the companionship.
It's not about love anymore
You're nothing but a score
He's just to scared to tell you,
He's scared of being alone
You no longer make him happy
You're no longer the reason he smiles
Just the thing to mess with when he becomes bored.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Happiness, Sorrow, Pain, and Anguish
PoetryI will be writing and posting short and long poems every so often. They should all be orginals by me and if it is not an orginal by me then I will tell you who it is by. I thank you for reading the poems, i hope you can enjoy them or be inspired by...
