Its hard to believe that things have changed.
Now you're with her, but I can't complain.
Because I'm with him.. But things aren't the same.
I still miss the way that we held hands,
the way you smiled
the way you laughed.
When I see you with her I think to myself,
"Was it really worth it?"
The happiness with you; it was only temporary.
But were those few months of happiness, was it
worth all this sadness?
It's time to say goodbye; at least for now.
Maybe the next time I won't meet you with tears of sadness.
Maybe I can finally smile and say:
"It was worth it."
"Why?" You'll ask, because you finally realized the pain and heartache you caused.
And you'll look at me strange.
"Because you taught me who I need to be, and that you were what I needed to change."
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Assorted Poems I wrote...
PoetryJust some poems I write when I feel the need to vent. It's like my own personal journal.