A part of me is still
Waiting for her to come back.
I can't pay the bill
Of losing her, having her lack.
When will she realize
That she won't find better,
She ripped my heart with despise
Even after I wore her sweater.
I wonder if I'll score wonders,
My expectations have been set high
After loving her. The thunders
Of love will remind me of her lie.
YOU ARE READING
end of love
PoetryBook of poems mostly about heartbreak and love. To my exes, without you this book wouldn't have happened. Thank you for the love and the heartbreak.
