I held onto you and me,
But all the while,
Your heart was with someone else.
I knew.
But, you had chosen me, and I thought that was enough.
But while I thought of you,
You were holding onto him.
With him.
YOU ARE READING
Free as a Butterfly
PoetryPoetry for dealing with my grief and going on with my life. Freeing myself. I'll continue on, even without him, as I had before.
