I thought that was it,
The end of a chapter,
The start of another,
I thought that was it.
Another chapter starts,
But it feels like repetition,
Starts as a friend,
My confusion.
A mistake? A mistake?
Surely not?
Once it’s written, it’s written,
It can’t be undone.
Yet here she is,
With a charm and a smile,
I feel like a fool,
Or do I?
My confusion.
I feel like I miss her,
When she’s not here,
But I made sure she wasn’t,
And now it’s not clear.
Now I’m unsure,
Do I want her,
Or don’t I?
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The Big Book of Poems
PoetryThis is my big book especially for poems. I will keep adding to it, and hopefully you'll enjoy the poems I write. I'll try to write about different things, but everything here is written to express my thoughts and feelings.
