I don't like the fact
That she touched you
I don't like the fact
That she was your "first"
Love
I don't care
I don't care if she is in the Past
She doesn't Need to be in my Present
You say she doesn't exist to Us
But I can feel like her presence is Here
I don't want to Burst
But I want to hurt
I know by an instant
I say I like something
I know you probably think of Her
You're MINE now
I will not be a reminder of her
And I will not be known as a Second Choice
If You want Me
Then You Better Choose what's better
It's either Me or the road of her existence
YOU ARE READING
A Midst of Sadness
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poems I've written over the years.
