Maybe one day you will turn around and see me
with the tears in my eyes as you kiss her
of me clutching to my bag so i don't loose my mind
my eyes shut tight so i don't have to watch
though the memory plays on repeat
maybe one day you'll see this
and realize
i break my heart every day for your happiness.
YOU ARE READING
LOVE.
PoetryShe sits there, notebook in hand with tears streaming down her face Her tears fall onto the page as she writes of beauty and warmth. This is my story enjoy love.
