I was happy
With him
Then you came
And told me things
Like how you're in love with me
How I'm beautiful
Things he says to me
But you made them have an all new meaning
I used to wish that you would notice me
That you would say these things
Now I wish I never heard them
Because now my heart partially belongs to you
Just like before
But then I was no more than a girl
What changed? Why now?
You've broken me and we never even started
YOU ARE READING
Here We Go Again
PoetryEverything I haven't said I feel like I should have titled this "Ya girl: A Sad Bitch"