Whispers

20 0 0
                                    

|•|•|•|•|•|•|

He whispered to me,
In a pain - filled voice,
'Baby,', he said
Yet 'I'm sorry' he end

I sometimes wonder,
Sometimes stare,
Sometimes cried,
And ended in whispers,
'What the hell'

They told me to stop,
In whispers and shouts,
I didn't know,
Or i wasn't ready to let go.

It was heartbreaking;
With me begging and sobbing
'Please choose me'
But he whispered,
'It's not you, it's me'

My head was spinning,
My head was throbbing,
I keep on thinking,
"why do they whisper so loudly?"

|•|•|•|•|•|•|

A/n:

Why do we love a person so much that it breaks us?

Short Story poemsWhere stories live. Discover now