Even when
Her name no longer graces your lips
Somehow
She always shows up
But I suppose
Your first love isn't as bad as mine
At least
You can get rid of yours
Because I can't get rid of mine
I can't shake the feeling
I fell in love with
But I promise
You're taking his place.
So I hope I've taken hers for good.
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Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
