Here I stand, alone.
A crowded room, yet still I am alone.
I push through the hurt, pain, and rumors, trying to get to class, but then I see you.
The light of my world.
My favorite song.
My everything.
I am not alone.
Or am I?
Days, weeks go by and you're not here.
I begin to worry.
I don't see you at school you are nowhere to be found.
I finally text you and what I find is distasteful.
You have a girlfriend.
Took my heart with you as you left.
It took years to rebuild, but I did it.
still alone and weak.
still.
alone.
YOU ARE READING
ALONE
Poetrya girl is alone and weak. he made her feel whole, left, and now she is alone. again.
