If I know that I'm happy with my baby
Why is it, although its rare
The thought of you can still somehow make me
Emotional,
or feel like a fool
Why can it make me cry,
or make me still wonder why
I guess I wonder because I don't want a repeat of that
To give someone my heart
And in the end have it spat at
Have it thrown from their hand
Falling to peices when it lands
Maybe it's what they call PTSD?
Sometimes when I'm with him
I remember the way you left me
And I cry because I don't want it to be
The same way that it was in the end with you and me
So it's not that I want you
It's just I don't want the same fate
That came with me and you
Because I'll be fooled and it'll be too late
To protect myself from such a sad fate
I won't want to let go
I'll say forever I'll wait
And again and again
Love only lied in the end
I guess that is why
Tears will still find my eyes
When the memories flood in
And I remember back then
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... Eh, I feel like this poem doesn't fit very smooth in some parts, but oh well...
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Poems Made By Me
PoetryThese are poems I made when I was 16 all the way up till now. Some of them may not be very good, I don't know but I hope you all enjoy them 😊. I don't really have titles for any of them yet... And also if you enjoy what you read feel free to press...
