I bet you never read my poems
The way I read yours
Everyday
It got me through the day
The words
That gave me the strength
The courage to make it
Now you are breaking me
Tearing me
You do not seem to care
That is the worst part of it all
I hold on
Because I thought what we have was more than passing time
If it is only memories to you now
I guess I did not mean very much at all
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
I bet you never read my poems
The way I read yours
Everyday
It got me through the day
The words
That gave me the strength
The courage to make it
Now you are breaking me
Tearing me
You do not seem to care
That is the worst part of it all
I hold on
Because I thought what we have was more than passing time
If it is only memories to you now
I guess I did not mean very much at all
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