I bawled my eyes out for you when you left.
But you seemed to be least affected,
you behaved like there was absolutely no fault in what you did.
Like everything was only my fault.
You came laughing and smiling with the other girls.
Oh sorry, I mean, your other suppliers.
You killed a part of me that day.
But you know what,
one of my greatest strengths is that I always get back up.
And when I get back up, I get up stronger than before.
You probably saw a weak, vulnerable, wounded little lamb, who needed you.
But now, although I am still wounded, and heavily scared because of you,
I can still get myself up.
I don't need you anymore.
Now you'll never see me cry.
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Poems about Love
PoetryContains only poems, from the book- I thought you were mine (in the process of being written by me), and just poems about love. It contains letters, his povs, and just feelings of love. The poems are not in any particular order. I hope you like th...
