You proved me wrong.
"He is different", I used to say.
I wish I listened to my friends,
So I wouldn't have to pretend to be okay.
I could just look at you,
And know you are not okay.
Maybe because you smiled a little less,
Or your eyes looked a little upset.
My sorrow was never noticed,
Until I had tears in my eyes.
Did you ever notice it?
When I held back my tears,
Behind that bright smile of mine.
I know you didn't,
Cause you never looked at me like that.
You were different, a different type of heartbreak.
The ache that I used to refer to as love.
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Sorry
PoezieIf I had a penny for every time you made me feel worthless, I'd be worth something by now.
