As much as I try
I can't forget your deep blue eyes
They are different from his shade of green
His color something I have rarely seen
As enchanting as they are
They remind me of your blue
The same blue I drowned in
The same blue I believed in
The same blue which represented my sin
No longer do I see them the same way
Instead your blue is dangerous
One look and I'll be swayed another way
Something which I wished I didn't have to say
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.
