I'm still not over it,
I still go over and over it in my head,
I still want to talk about it,
But you're over it.
You still suffer,
But it's not a big deal anymore,
It's over and done with for you,
But not for me.
This was a first for me,
And I can't tell you everything,
I can't tell you why I feel like this,
Because of my secrets.
It's too late to tell you,
And I have to accept that,
Because I freaked out,
And you can never know why.
YOU ARE READING
All About Love
PoetryA collection of poems about my feelings, my crushes and my friends. If you love someone you can't have, you'll relate. P.S. They get better as they go along, the first few are not that great.
