I'm sorry I'm still here, in a past memory. I have been made its slave.
My anger subsided
Now I'm reminded
Of why my heart had
Been stolen, the smooth
Talk and laugh kept me
Hypnotized, empty words
Drenched with honey felt
Like music in my ears and
Lies I rejected in confusion
My own denial, I wanted to
Know more about the red
Haired boy who captured
My heart I believed intended
To hold forever in his hands
I had a crush I swear now it
Was a rush. Too quick and ill
Advised, no sparks burned long
Enough to encourage love to come
No love between him and I, aching
In memory of a story where there
Is no end, he placed a ring on her
Finger. Love of his life, a girl 2 years
His junior and a student in the last
Year of school, social media let me
Know my feelings were misplaced
Abandoned within a secret, he loved
Her first.
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Sad Girl
PoesiaPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
