I could have made you happy
But you wouldn't let me.
Instead your rumors spread
And everybody forgets to tread
Lightly on the memory
That wasn't meant to be.
YOU ARE READING
Hopelessly
PoetryThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
