This lie's become a part of me.
For months, I've played this game,
Acting like it doesn't hurt.
Each time I hear his name,
Ignoring what's inside of me.
Pretending I've moved on
As if the feelings I once had
For him are somehow gone.
Spending each and every day
With happiness and laughs.
Forgetting all our memories,
Avoiding photographs.
But last night when I saw him,
For the first time since he left.
My heart stopped for a moment...
I couldn't catch my breath.
When suddenly it hit me.
As the tears started to flow.
That even after all this time...
I just can't let him go.
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What I Hide Inside
PoetryIt'll all come poring out in a way most people wouldn't expect it to come out for me. It is through writing that I find most helpful. I want to share and maybe, just maybe, others would understand. Maybe it will make people understand that when they...
