I noticed your messages came in less frequently
And your eyes didn't glance towards mine anymore
Instead they looked for something else
Something— no someone— whose eyes shined brightly when they looked into yours
She looked different from your usual type
Like me she had the same blonde highlights
The same uncanny smile
The same naivety
It's weird seeing you moving on like this
But it's a part of life
Something I wished that didn't exist.
YOU ARE READING
It Hurts
PoetryA poetic story of a girl whose heart broke and the aftermath of her sorrow. It gets better as you read. This is what I ,myself, thought heartbreak might feel like even though I have never experienced it before.
