The thing was
I could see past your smiles
Past your body
Past you,
I could tell who you really were
Over a short time.
I could tell you weren't happy,
Weren't okay,
And I gave you everything
But you still chose someone else
You chose someone who
Didn't really know you,
Who didn't appreciate you.
But that's okay,
As long as you're happy.
YOU ARE READING
Meaningless:: a collection
PoetryI've made this for you for when you're lost and alone when you're sinking like a stone use these words, these pieces of broken soul, to heal your own. - this is strictly for awareness, I do not encourage anyone to do the following and if you stru...
