i'm the boy who loved you at sixteen,
i said "i love you" the day we met.
i took you places you'd never seen,
you said "you can't possibly love me yet".i said, "yes, i do. and i always will."
you kissed me before you knew my name.
if kisses could kill,
i died when you and her did the same.i asked, "did i do something wrong?"
"darling, i need you to move on."
"how long?"
how long had you led me on?i said "your kids will have the best dad."
you said "your? don't you mean our?"
but once i was had,
you left me at the eleventh hour.you cheated, you lied,
i begged, i tried.
you argued and denied,
i bled and cried.i vowed, "never again."
i'll never fall so hard for another man.
your loss, my gain,
no one will love you like i can.call me bitter,
i'm sick of your games.
i deserve better,
i'll give the next boy cuter nicknames.Karran Kumar • If Kisses Could Kill

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Poesíaa compilation of poems about love, heartbreak, and hope, born across 21 sleepless nights.