Here you are,
Standing in front of me.
Crying your heart out.
Screaming at the top of your lungs.
Reminiscing our times together,
Our unplanned dates,
Our first celebrations together,
And our first kiss.
We were our first love.
First in most of our everything,
We'd fight and make love,
It's was also our first heartbreak.
You told the people,
How much you love me,
How I treated you well,
You told our love story.
Something happened,
That made us part ways.
You told me to fuck off,
And wished I go to hell.
But why are you here?
Crying and saying the words,
I wanted to hear,
At times when I'm struggling.
You left like anybody else.
You misunderstood me.
You build me up,
Just to break me again.
Why are you at my wake?
Telling good things,
When you told me,
That all I gave you was misery?
I told you I was sorry,
I'm young and bound to make mistakes.
But you are also young,
Wild and reckless at that time.
So I hope you well and live the life,
We once wished and hoped.
But not with me,
Cause I'm long dead.
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All About Feelings
PoetryThis is a compilation of my Poems I'm also going to put descriptions on when or how did I write that poem my motivation and such. I want this to be something interactive like we can share our opinions and beliefs so some updates I'll ask questions...
