I thought it was us.
I thought it was you and me.
I was really happy to see you tonight.
I guess you were happy to see me too-
But I wasn't you're focus- you're motivation.
She was.You're not supposed to see me for 3 weeks-
And you said you'd find a way to see me.
And you did.
And it was really sweet.
And you said you'd find a way to see me again.
But now I realize- you want to see her again more.
And it's because her. Something about her.
That attracts everyone. Like a dog to a rabbit.
That something about her.And I'm not her.
I was really happy to see you.
You were really happy to her.
Even though you planned this to see me.I guess things don't always go to plan.
But please- don't get yourself hurt by her again.
Because if you I don't know if I'll be about to mend both of our hearts at the same time again.
It hurts me more then you could imagine.You said when she hurt you it was the worst pain you've ever felt.
But if you only knew the pain I felt when I had to mend you're heart back together - after my heart had shattered apart in my chest- you would never compare.
It took all of my broken heart to mend yours.
If she breaks it again- I don't think I have enough pieced to mend your heart back together again.So please. Don't let her break you're heart.
And please.
Please, don't break mine again.
YOU ARE READING
Can you feel this?
PoetryMy inner feelings. The ones I tell no one. The thoughts of you that pass my brain mostly - but if you can feel some of these things, some of these deep, twisted feelings. I'm sorry. You're not alone though. <3