It wasn't you
and
It wasn't me
maybe we just forced a relationship that wasn't meant to be.
You walk away
and I sit here
wishing you would turn around
so that everything would feel as good as the day we met,
instead you kept on steppin as I watched the sun portray our love going down.
Just
maybe it was me
cause relationships have never been my strong forte,
maybe it was
when you said enough was enough leaving my heart with words that my mouth refused to say.
Now love to me just feels as if I'm a contestant
of it's cruel game
that I no longer wish to play.
YOU ARE READING
A poem or 2 from me to you
PoetryHi, I'm Zy Johnson. I just figured I share a couple of poems that'll hopefully lighten ya day if ya feel like everything's been dark. These are a combination of some of my love, depression, and random poems. Hopefully you enjoy. Yours Truly, Zy.
