My tender lover
how I miss your warmth
two young bodies colliding at the very edge of world
I wish I could be like you
have no hard feelings
look at the pictures and feel absolutely nothing
I know you hate when my nostalgia comes around
but my love
all these poems are written in your name
you promised that you'd stay
And I promised I'd be here
through the poor and bad
cold heart and all yeah that's what I said
But you iced me out, thats what you do
I never come running this is the truth
you turned your back and never looked again
I suppose I never imagined I'd be the receiving end
of your frostbite
how am I supposed to have no hard feelings
it doesn't make sense when the memories keep repeating
you once told me you were my home
these days
I find myself drinking alone
and writing you poem after god damn poem
Now I lay in my bed,
drunk, cold and stripped down to the bone
because the only one man I ever did loved
struck me right in the heart
he didn't think twice
so maybe I'm desperate
just a little unwell
but don't tell my love, no hard feelings
after you dropped a fucking bombshell
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The Forbidden Fruit Reaps Heartache
RandomA collection of poems brought on by my first love, my first heartbreak. Displayed through a collection of words that display raw emotion and the heartwrenching consequences of a life saving love. Enjoy. I hope reading this helps you in the same way...
