I had a hero once, he was nice to me.
I knew that he loved me, obviously.
I saw him as brave and kind
As well as easygoing; he could pay no mind.
I loved him and he loved me.
But he faded out, eventually.
He then turned right to the dark side
And soon I was alone, with no one by my side.I had a hero once, well not exactly.
I loved him but he only liked me.
He was there when others had left,
And he made me laugh when he performed tiny theft.
I wanted us to stay together, but unfortunately
Life moved on, separating us terribly.
I used to cry for him late at night
But I knew I had to move on. It just seemed right.I try not to think about them, as much.
I'm only setting myself up for heartbreak and such.
Of course there are days when I want them back,
But sadly these heroes never last.
I tell myself to be weary now.
I never get involved, my head bowed.
I have no heroes anymore
Because they made my heart all torn.I envy those who do have them,
But I know better now versus then.
One hero is now coated in ink,
Able to hurt you if you blink.
The other hero is possibly dead,
Which is one thing that I dread.
I do wish for a hero, someone that can stay,
But I know better than to let my hopes up anyway.
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Micky's Poems
PoetryA collection of my poems that I post on Tumblr. Warnings will be included before certain poems.