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Sep 2013
I miss his arms around me,
I miss when there was a We,
He used to hold me and say I love you,
Now he just looks at me and says I hate you.

He says it with his eyes,
No need to say it otherwise,
He even has a new girl,
But she makes me want to hurl.

Anymore, I hide inside,
Lock the door, he's pushed me to the side,
I turn to the corner and cry,
Each day I almost die.

He don't care,
He's not there,
He's left me here,
To dry my own tear.

He told me, once, he would always be by my side,
But now inside of me, I hide,
He's run from me,
But this event had a big possibility.

Guys run away,
They come and go, but never stay,
They get your hopes up, but only to tear you down,
Don't turn your back to them, don't turn around.

Many say,
I'll never go away,
But most never keep this,
Even though they promise.

They love us for a while,
Then come back with a new style,
They girls they date,
We hate.

I wish he'd wrap his arms around me again,
Put me back in heaven,
But all he's doing is breaking my heart,
And tearing me apart.

I keep on crying,
All the time, I'm dying,
When will all this pain stop,
When will I raise to the top?

I'm letting go,
Just so you know,
I think I'm okay now,
I think I'm over you, wow...

You're gone,
So I'm moving on,
Don't hold me back,
I'm finally ready to pack.

I'm saying good-bye,
Please don't ask why,
I loved you, but now I'm over you,
I still love you, I promise I do.
Trevon Haywood
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Trevon Haywood  400 St. James Avenue
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