Your eyes were of confusion and disbelief,
when you saw me last night,
he was kissing my forehead like he'd normally do when we
part ways.
You never thought this would ever happen,
did you?
Me,
in the loving arms of someone I truly love.
You,
full of unspeakable regrets.
You only thought of me as the girl
who loved too much,
the girl who would then
jump off a cliff
for you.
Look at me now.
It's funny,
you know it is,
I should be the same loser,
who's got nothing but a broken heart,
but no,
I am happy.
Not because you glanced at me
or anything,
but because I realized
that you are nothing more than an vague memory of how foolish I was.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryThings I write in the middle of the night when I can't sleep or whenever I feel the need to put my heart into words. Poems•Prose•Short Stories•Artworks
