i had you
but i made myself let go
there was no connection
and every time i tried to see you
you made an excuse not to
it gets late at night
and i feel alone
i see you talking to someone else
making me think
things between us weren't real
i wonder if you see the hurt in my eyes
or do you pretend to look away
because you're afraid
you caused them to get this way
i cry here and there
but things will never be the same
i'll probably text you again soon
because i feel insecure without you
YOU ARE READING
flower girl
PoetryI found love, lies, and broken hearts. I had found me; I embraced the world and everything it gave. In a notebook beside my bed, I had kept some things in, and it was time I had finally let them escape. c.m.
