Feb 2019
What happened to who you used to be
Why the hell did you have to leave
You gave me no reason at all
Never there to catch me when I'd fall
We might be together if you had tried
Instead you said, "F* you. Goodbye"
For you I had worn my heart on my sleeve
Now I'm just the ghost of the girl I used to be
Why the hell did you have to leave
You gave me no reason at all
Never there to catch me when I'd fall
We might be together if you had tried
Instead you said, "F* you. Goodbye"
For you I had worn my heart on my sleeve
Now I'm just the ghost of the girl I used to be
I have never been hurt like the person in this poem. This character I created was so hurt by one person that they feel empty and broken. Written August 19, 2018
