To- Her
I remember everything.
From the way, you would jump and grab my hand tighter when too many guys were around.
The way you would smile and talk more than eat whenever we shared meals.
How you would ask me what I thought of your outfit even though you knew my answer was always stunning.
The way you nuzzled my hand, simply being in bliss.
To the way, you would look at yourself before you began guiding your hair back to see what beautiful braid you would do.
But most of all I remember you saying it was all pretend and that you felt sorry I was alone.
How I was a fool to believe what I felt....
From- A heartless one.
YOU ARE READING
Poems From a Mad mind.
PoetryPoems I have written. They tend to be quick reads. Some sad, happy, depressing, deep, and everything in between. They are not all good but I like to think I have a few good ones scattered through. Some are short some are longer. So are simple some a...
