I gave you up,
Because she still loved you.
Little did I know,
You loved her too.
I gave you my heart,
And I gave you my soul.
You treated it like something
You could easily control.
I loved you with my heart,
So I let you go.
I didn't cry at all,
But that's something you don't need to know.
I'm not that easily persuaded,
Although I let you give her your love.
While my heart sank down,
You two rose above.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the Pained
Thơ caThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
