It’s hard to be forgotten Especially when you can’t forget the person who has forgotten you (And so easily too) You think of them every second of every day Wondering how they’re doing if they’re okay You don’t cross their mind (Not anymore at least)
You do all you can
And still You’re nothing but forgotten
b.l.
I don't write poems (as you can tell), but I guess you could say I was inspired. Hope it isn't too terrible.