Don't you know how hard
you break my heart?
How I let down my guard
only for you to drive us apart?
It only makes me angry
when something new is found.
But I have to admit quite frankly
that's just the sadness playing around.
I guess you were never the one
for confrontation or blunt brutality.
But I wish instead of the instinct to run
you had let me go with formality.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry of the unProtected
PoetryPoetry pieces that I've collected in my notes and would like to share (as scary as that is).
