If You Knew It Was Me

Dry

His:

Your eyes wet with fresh tears,

You close them hoping to hide it

I brush away your hand and gently kiss your forehead

You soflty whimper

Thinking of it again

"Baby, hold my hand. Dont worry. He's gone now"

Hers:

I close my eyes trying to hold my tears

He brushes away my hand and looke into my brown eyes,

And kisses my forehead

I try to not cry but cant help it

I think of how he hurt me again and cant stop

SORRY not really much of a poem guys. Im super pumped about my bday tomarrow VOMMENT {vote and comment}