I did not make it up
The way his eyes would soften
And smile
Every time he saw me
But now he sees her
The way he used to see me
Leaving me behind
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PoetryI'm a poet, and yes, I know it I am very fond of poetry and writing. I'm the kind of person who never verbalizes my feelings. I prefer to write them down, transforming them into literary works of art. Words bear comfort and catharsis for my heart an...
Leaving Me Behind
I did not make it up
The way his eyes would soften
And smile
Every time he saw me
But now he sees her
The way he used to see me
Leaving me behind
