Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]

Younger version of you

I met a younger version of you,
He was so happy like the first time you told me you love me,
I took a picture of him and I see you in his eyes,
I feel like his smile is meant for me,
He told his mom that I like him,
But you didn't get the chance to tell about me to your parents because I denied our relationship to your cousin,
I don't know how many sorry's I still have to say until you forgive me,
The chain is on your door,
But you know that I'm writing a poem for you,
There's no reply in every messages I sent,
I called you,
But you turned off,
Don't worry,
I'll pray tonight again,
I just wished you think of me when you do the things that reminds me of you,
But your heart is a stone,
You made up your mind so I know you didn't think of me,
You ended the last page of my book,
You started my next book and then you left it, hanging
Now,
I don't play victim,
Don't deny that you hurt me,
These words are still about you even if you say I should delete the poems I dedicated to you,
No, Boy.
The more you hurt me, the more I write poems for you,
This is my only way to fight back—
To save me from you.
And I wish I could love the younger version of you.