graduation night
was it you that whistled at me?
out of your friends car?
I don't believe your friends would
but hey, what do I know?
I'm just a girl you let go
a girl you no longer wanted
because I scared you
and you didn't like it
the boy before you,
I watched him walk tonight
and I missed the chance to see you walk
I didn't even hear your name
but he gave me a hug
and he kissed my hair and held me
maybe for a little too long
maybe it showed our history too clearly
it proved that he still cares
I could see it in his eyes
it was his night and he asked of my future
of what I was going to do in a year
genuine interest and selfless curiosity
it was not my night to see you
no you never made an appearance
except for your friends car
but it was him who I got to congratulate
and it was him who I got to embrace
and when he did hug me
I felt the safety I used to feel with you
for once in a long time everything felt right
he felt right
it was him who promised
he would see me aroundand he left things unsaid
maybe rightfully so
before I left he just looked at me
not wanting to say goodbye again
though it gave room for another meeting
and maybe to talk everything out
he took a picture and I wanted him to delete it
he caught me off guard
and it made me laugh, truly laugh
but I know he's going to treasure that
one of the only pictures
of us together in existence
unfair of my height to his 6 foot
standing on a curb in boots
and I still wasn't as tall as him
graduation wasn't your night
but it was his and I guess I've always known it
I must have known it
he was safe
you were dangerous
he was affectionate and made me smile
you were something I couldn't fight against
I didn't want safe then
I wanted excitement
but now I'm realising
that I changed that boy
and it wasn't planned for
but I can't let him go
and not see him for years on end
I've always had an itch
to make sure he's doing alright
courtesy of being best friends
with his sister I guess
gave me an advantage, one I never plannedand I know maybe one day
it will be him again
and this poetry will no longer be stained
with your name
but maybe it'll be his
he was selfless with me
only what I wanted
and he tried his best to give it
but things got complicated
but he's figuring out his life
and there's a possibility
he's going to keep room for me in it
unlike you Devil
you kicked me out
like I was a fucking rat
and that's fine
but Devil remember this
Karma's a bitch
and she'll catch you when you're ignorant to her
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The Devil's Love-Ridden Abuse II POETRY Second Edition
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