If I meant allot to you
Wouldn't you be here by now?
But I have this feeling like somehow you don't care
But you wouldn't dare snare.
No, because you thought I could be the one
Cleaning up your run after you ran off
To stay with that little slut any way.
Who was she and why did you have to lie to me
And make me cry? Did you ever care? No
Well silly me of thinking so
YOU ARE READING
Words Unspoken
PoetryThese are poems I write, there just things that come upon me:) I hope you guys like them!
