Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2012
When the sky is high,
and the birds are low.
I hope you find,
a place to go.

But it's not with me,
and it's not with him.
You let yourself out.
We won't let you back in.

You said goodbye,
Now walk away,
You just can't leave,
twice in one day!

You promised us,
we'd be together,
this sounds childish,
I thought we were forever.

But it's okay,
I don't want you back.
You're nothing but trouble,
repeated stabs in the back.
Written by
McKenna M
397
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems