When you first met him you thought everything was right,
Then it just took over your life.
Now here you are wondering why,
All the times his love made you cry.
Don't listen to the whispers in your head,
Don't look at the photo of him beside your bed.
Keep on walking and don't turn back,
Its just not gonna help being under attack.
Forget the times he made he cry,
Forget the days he never said goodbye.
Because you know that in three years,
You'll be found, surrounded by blood and tears.
When the gun is taken from your hand,
And the note you wrote has now gone blank.
Because of the tears that stained the ink, blue,
He now cant read the note from you.
Don't let that day come now,
He wont be able to ask you how;
How you loved him, how you cried,
On the day he forgot to say goodbye.
Just in case you haven't listened to me,
Your heart still full of misery.
On the day that your skin is blue,
Your eyes are red and your heart won't be true.
Just keep thinking or singing to yourself;
"Its not because he doesn't love you".
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My Poems
PoetryJust some of the poems I wrote and decided were decent enough to put on here x
