I sit with just me and myself, feeling alone.
He should of understood my excuse, instead of just ignoring me like I was an outsider.
I just wish I could have one more chance with him, instead of living my days, alone and helpless.
My life seems so insecure and boring.
He is such a jerk, just saying it's over with that painful tone in his words.
He gave up a wonderful girl, for that ugly, rude, blonde chic he always talks about.
I am trying to hold back my tears, but this poem keeps me going.
The tears are about to force through my closed eye lids as I type these crucial words.
The smell of the freshly baked peanutbutter cookies my father just made won't even cheer me up.
I just wish that one day he will turn away from his new victim, and turn to me instead.
I loved him so fiercefully! He just gave up on us like that!!
The tears just forced through, my head is laying on my hands, and I sob uncontrolabley as I write these intentional words that came from my broken heart.
I am now Broken In Peices.
Maybe one day, I will be in true love, with my next soulmate.
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