Stars shining with the moon,
You always tell me,
How you'll be back soon,
But I'm always left waiting,
In the dark of what was our night,
You'd leave me hanging,
I guess they were always right,
And I was wrong.
I always was wrong,
About who you are,
Hurting me internally,
Like the boys at the bar,
But I should expected that,
From someone like you,
I wish I could've stopped it,
Instead of letting the storm brew.
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I'm Just Trying To Find Painless Love
Poetry"Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love... but the pain." -Unknown Part Three: I guess I still need to learn. --------- A collection of 2018 and 2019 poems 12/3/19 #5 in livinglife #47 in painfullove 19/3/19 #182 in finding...
