Poems From The Heart

January 29th

You may think I'm selfish for not wanting to let go

But every time I think of you everything is slow.

Time no longer matters the tears begin to flow,

Because through all these hours all I said was no.

No to forgetting how you made me feel

and No to all the texts that you claim weren't real.

I'm sorry if I'm crying,

But you left me here alone.

I thought we were trying

But you said you had to go.

Now I'm sat here crying on the floor

You just turn away and walk out the door.