Here I am, in front of my laptop
reading old conversations we had
"..I miss you..."
I constantly ask myself every day
Where did it all go wrong?
How did we become like this?
It's funny really, me holding onto the past
me still wishing you'd come back
But you found him
You love him
And I couldn't blame you
There was never an us, I know
You only saw me as a friend
nothing more, nothing less
I won't lie; it hurts seeing you with him
When it should've been me
You could've picked me
Love is a funny thing really
But I'm hopeless and helplessly in love
To someone, I can't even have
"I love you, forever and always"...
-J
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Inside The Mind | Poetry
PoetryA collection of poetry, unsent letters, and other writings from the author's mind #1 in poetrycollection (April 2024)