I'm Sorry

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He steps closer to me.

I look away so he doesn't see.

I don't want him to notice my eyes.

He might see the lies.

He can't know it happened, again.

He can't know I still didn't win.

He need to think I'm strong.

So that maybe, just maybe, this will last long.

I think of the boy I'm facing.

And the lips I should have been tasting.

His hands that should be wrapped around me tight.

And I wish for this with all my might.

Because this fear of mine is roaring.

When our love should have been soaring.

But, instead, I've driven in the spike of pain.

My heart must not be sane.

Nothing I do can stop the poison, now.

I don't even know how.

He says "I know what you did, but Dear, I don't care.

I'll always be here.

Don't you know, I love you so?

And, together, anywhere is where we can go."

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I wrote this with one of my best friends.

I hope you guys like it.

If you do, tell me!

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