The heart is such a fragile thing,
Putting feelings in the open;
But what is its purpose really,
Other than to be broken?
I trusted you and you left me,
Alone and in the cold;
I was finally ready to let you in again,
My intentions were so bold.
Yet I turned around to find you gone,
Now with someone new,
And realized the things I had to say
Were never meant for you.
Maybe I was too eager,
Too young and too naïve,
Or maybe I just couldn't see
That you did not see me.
And so I sit invisible,
Watching you walk away,
And wonder if the signs I saw
Ever meant that you should stay.
~Wolfie's attempt at poetry
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