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Feb 2015
You used to be
Someone I loved,
someone I cared about,
Someone I cherished,
and someone I held.

Forced myself into thinking,
that I will always love you
Even if the idea of the perfect person
I thought you were,
was gone forever.

I loved you,
But never had you again.
I held on to you,
But you pushed me away.

How was I going to live?
when my perfect dream became a nightmare?

Now,
I'll go forth.
To the happiness
That sought my worth.

Then, I will no longer regret,
No longer be lonely.

And have the courage to say that,
**"You're no longer my Robin."
Diane
Written by
Diane  21/F/MNL
(21/F/MNL)   
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