2014
Didn't I know ?
Why didn't I listen ?
The words are repeating in my head:
'A heart is something to guard carefully'
Now I'm a mangled mess
Standing in a pile of pieces of my soul, confidence overwhelmed by doubt
When did it get this so wrong?
I stare in to my eyes in the mirror and skip down to my chin, where there is too much fat
And my teeth, crooked here and there
And to my skin, much too pale and filled with imperfections.
Where is the image I saw before he came into the picture?
My reflection is no longer beautiful
And I am hoping no one notices the frustration in my stare as I look at the number written on his palm, and the empty glance my way.
When did I turn into just that girl you knew?
My heart should have been guarded better.
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Love-Struck Poetry Collection
PoetryA compilation of my love poems over the years. From the first time my heart was broken at 15 and the journey that led to my wedding day.
