He couldn't stand the way I sometimes looked at you
Full of jealousy
Hate
And love
The past is the past they say
But our past was something I could never erase
You moved on with her
And left me stranded
My attempt at making you jealous
Horribly mis-landed
It was your fault in the first place
If it wasn't for you
Would he have left too?
YOU ARE READING
It Hurts
PoesiaA 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.
