Since the beginning,
I wondered who'd end it.
The answer lies in front of me.
Puzzling and abstract.
It had to be both of us.
Decisions were made.
They were mistakes.
I ponder the logic behind them.
I hope you're sad.
I hope you realize what you did.
I hope you think of me.
We were so good.
Things were good.
You chose one idea over a better one.
It was quick.
It's over.
YOU ARE READING
Nicole's Poems [CC:A]
PoesiaFeel free to read as much as you like. I'm going to post poems every-so-often because that's what I love. I'm in no organization or working for anyone. I am not claiming to be the best or to be hired for something. This is just me feeling free. Tha...