You've always been my
Peter Pan.
And I've always believed myself to be your Wendy...
But I found out recently
that I am nothing more
than your little Tinker Bell.
I get jealous over every
little thing you do, Peter.
Every little person you talk to.
That girl that you think is your
Wendy?
Who does she think she is?
I've been around longer. Shouldn't I get you?
She's nothing but a mere mortal. She's nothing.
I can't stand her..
I'd do anything to be your Wendy. But instead I'm
stuck here waiting, finding
a way to get out of this situation. I'll do anything
just not to hurt anymore...
I guess this is goodbye, Peter. Count this as a suicide note.
I sure hope that you and 'Wendy' have a nice life.
Love, Tink.♡
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Poetry for the Lonely
PoetryDifferent poems I've wrote at different hard times in my life. These situations will be relatable to you if you've ever had a heartbreak or lost a best friend or just simply felt like you're losing everyone around you and don't know why.. Including...
