We began our journey on September 11th.
With you I was in heaven
I let you in and everything was said.
This is not that...
This is not love...
We share to many things in common and I don't believe in "opposites attract".
You make me smile more than anyone else. I know your the exact same with me.
Your perfection. Blue eyes short blonde hair muscular body and you'd rather hear me tell you "I love you" than have sex with you.
I hate how everything is gone and now I'm left with these thoughts that break my heart.
I feel like there will always be a part of me that feels for you...
You knew the real me, the soft side.
Stay for tonight lay on my bed kiss my lips softly as you hold me closely.
This is not love...
People say I'm in denial but they don't know me...
I know me and I don't love you...
Love isn't real anymore...
No one can fix the broken girl...
But you make my heart work..
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Poetry and Writing by Brenda
شِعرThis is all of my writing about feelings I've felt and it's what u consider poetry. Most of it doesn't rhyme but it still talks about feelings and love
