I hate that you've moved on
While I'm still holding on
I hate how easy it was for you
How fast you got rid of me
I think the gods have you spoiled
They let you break me and cast
Upon a curse that I'd remember
My mistakes but not yours
Because I don't miss you
But things are burned into
My memory, like the stars
Trapped in your eyes
Your dimpled smile and
Your cold hands I keep warm
And the way you said
I'm so difficult to love
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Poetry"I want to be perfect. That's for the better, correct?" Ten rhymed poems, ten free-versed. All of which about the many colors of life. || Poetry collection May contain triggers. Read at your own risk. #1 in poetry (15/01/2022, 23/03/2022 & 29/04...
