5•01•2016
I can handle no longer talking to you,
Not being close anymore
: Seeing my absences has no effect on you,
Seeing that you refuse to change your ways and continue on,
But you keep re-entering where I stand,
All who don't know you like I do, don't believe my words.
They feel you are the sweetest and kindest,
But you are far from that.
I can live happily.
Just stop coming near me,
I've already been through enough,
Stop adding on when you're "gone."
- The wound has healed, Stop cutting it
YOU ARE READING
Hugs & Kisses
PoetryLife is as magical as it can be for me, until I met "HIM" He had jumbled my thoughts, priorities, and self worth. He had made me feel so small in this world, when I wasn't. We all have met someone like him... And I hope those who have not, never do...
