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Feb 2014
There’s nothing left for me here, and there never will be

I fell in love once, but now that time has passed

I never got to tell him why

I dared to hurt him

I wonder if he knows

The way I feel, the way I cry

I wonder if he knows

The way I think about him, the way I act

I wonder why I even try

Does he know this misery

that he has met before

Will I ever get the chance to prove

that I won’t hurt him anymore

There’s nothing left for me, just sadness, growing old

I miss the time when it was us,

Don’t you?

But I guess it’s for the best that we aren’t together,

Even though I love you more than anyone would ever,

But I guess this is the way it’s going to be
Say goodbye to him for me.
Clarissa Collins
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