Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2011
I'll be the cop,
You'll be the robber
Since you stole my heart,
And ran with it.

It took only 2 weeks
For us to come together.
Wow, what a time we've had

Maturing,
Joking,
Laughing,
Crying,
Loving.

I'm not ashamed
To say that yes, I do love you.
I was your first kiss,
You were my third;
My best;
What I hoped to be my last.

Time takes it's toll
And the cruel people of this world
Are taking you away from me.
Not the first my love
Has been taken from me.

The last robber I let go
Because, well,
He only had part
Of what I held dear.

You though,
You took everything.
I fell hard for you
And still have the bruise to prove it.

So lets play a game,
To deal with the pain.
Hm? What do you say?

I'll be the cop,
You'll be the robber
Since you stole my heart,
And ran with it.
Kelsey P
Written by
Kelsey P
1.1k
   Walker U and Matty D
Please log in to view and add comments on poems