Have you ever stopped and just looked at an old picture of someone who left you in the dark? Someone who made you feel alive? Someone who made you Feel loved? Someone...Who hurt you?
All of the Memories You Had them all come flashing back like a car light, The flashbacks bring the Guilt with them, Making you feel like it's your fault; No, Not at all, It was their fault for leaving an Innocent soul like you. So as I lay in my cold unmade Bed, Alone, I start to feel the numbness rise up to the tips of my fingertips to my muscles. I take a couple deep breathes and remind myself that He never was the one for me--And maybe just maybe, That's okay, Because one day I will find someone who will love me As much as I love them.
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PoetryHave you ever stopped and just looked at an old picture of someone who left you in the dark? Someone who made you feel alive? Someone who made you Feel loved? Someone...Who hurt you? All of the Memories You Had them all come flashing back like a car...
