He left he's gone he's changed among those Left Behind was me... broken and alone . still I can't help but turn to look to find him in this room of crowded people. I hope that with one glance I will find him looking for me. I know I won't though I am no longer a presence in his mind but he will forever wander in mine. I love him with all my heart even though he wants us to be apart. I know he doesn't care but sometimes I let myself Wonder does he even notice I am still there?
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When The Tears Wave Goodbye
PoetryAn adventure of a teenager's struggles with depression, suicidal thoughts, love, heartache and so much more through poetry
