MEMORIES
You stuck out the most.
You were the one I loved.
We broke up, that shit hurt.
I'm over you now.
I hope you're doing well.
I would love to talk again?
Too soon? Too soon.
I'm rubbish with timing you see
I always have been, since I was wee.
I still have love for you.
But I still hate you.
It's 2020 now. Bring the new year in with a POW! 💥
No more grudges.
No more hate.
I've learned my lesson now.
YOU ARE READING
...The Rest is History
Poésie⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ A collection of memories, in form of poems and short stories Poems don't always have to rhyme do they?
