I once heard a song, and at a point the lyrics seemed to speak to me.
The words danced in my head softly.
The melody placing itself into my memory.
I could relate strongly,
All my struggles and emotions were put into words.
The feelings I had been over thinking constantly,
played soft of the guitar of one of my favorite country musicians.
I'm Missing You, missing me and how it all used to be.
Alert and aware, I realized I loved you.
But you didn't feel the same way.
Pain.
Anger.
Sadness and passion
The ways I heard these words brought pain to my head.
Anger to my heart
and sadness to my soul.
But passion to my body.
The passion to make me move on from you no matter how much my heart, soul or head didn't want to.
think about me,
think about you,
think about us.
Because the song lyrics made me think.
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Poems of a not so good girl
PoetryI write when I'm bored and I'm bored all the time.