"She won't know who you are," he said simply.
I let a tear fall out of hurt.
"You have kept me a secret from everyone else , why start telling people now," I stated.
I remember him telling me all about his ex girlfriends.
Telling me how they got together & how they ended, even random facts about them.
But me, I get nothing.
He will never speak about how he fell in love with me on that pier.
He will stay silent on how many trails we walked together.
He will lock away every time we made love.
He will bury every time he told me "I love you."
He will kill me.
He will kill the story us.
& leave it there to rot.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PoetryI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
