Over and over, we played this game, cat chasing mouse and vice versa.
Over and over, you told me youre sorry you love me i want you i need you.
and then you went back to her, held her in your arms layed her in my spot on the bed, and let her take my place.
over and over I cried, feeling like if you pushed me I would shatter into a million little pieces all across the floor for everyone to step on.
Over and over will be no more, you will not manipulate me you will not crush me you will not keep me in this rut,
I am wonderful, beautiful talented outgoing, someone will appreciate me love me like you won't make me feel like I'm the one the only one.
I will mend myself and that is what I look forward too. I will get over you and I will be utterly happy, over and over without you.
A lot of my poems are about my journey through change and the loss of someone I thought I'd love for the rest of my life, I'm young and its easy to believe in love, but when everything is bad its easy to cling to the good no matter what age.