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Aug 2015
Today, a simple calendar day.
Not a holiday, but today: Sunday.
I gave up my first love,
He was the most wonderful love.
He made me feel like no man had ever before.
He hugged me with those big bear hugs.
Kissed me so passionately,
Made love to me so sweetly.
But fights and retained anger ate away our relationship.
He was all I ever dreamed for,
Yet I let him escape me.
It was mostly me,
It's always me.
I'm the one with the problems and issues.
Never him,
He's blessed with perfection.
And now I'm stuck reminiscing about his affection.
He says he'll change for me,
But what to do ?
Give this a go?
To find out he doesn't love me anymore.
How about we part now ?
Go our separate ways,
Before it hurts too much to bear .
I love you so much away from me you'll be happy,
You'll have you're dreamworld.
Away from this rotten little girl .
Rhona
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Rhona  21/F/Los Angeles
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