Why does my heart ache so badly
When you're around.
She's there too, she always is.
Holding your heart in her cold hands.
Sending mocking glances my way.
For I know, that I will never have you.
And she knows too, as she kisses your soft cheeks.
Why?
Why am I so afraid to lose you,
When you're not even mine?
- please forget about it
YOU ARE READING
Shattered glass
Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
