Naive

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I just noticed how naive I was.
How come no one told me.
When I thought I had the upper hand it was really the other person who had it.
I would do anything for this person, not knowing that they made a fool of me.
I hope this person never comes back into my life.
I have found someone else and I don't want old news.
I know I am over that person but what if something happens.
What if I lose the person that I have now because of the past.
Right now I'm just glad that the naive part of me is gone.
I just hope that it never comes back just like my past might.

-Vendessa Robinson

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