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I lost her again
I gain hope again
It's a lot to endure
Did I ever have her

I just want the truth
I know she does too
I've given her mine
Now it's her turn and time

She said she loved me
But did she really
She said she loved him
But to him it seemed meant

I don't feel that used
I think she was confused
She didn't know the real me
She will never know the real me

She never really loved me
Just the person I pretended to be
I always loved her
For her and only her
Going through a swarm of emotions, and I used that to make this, hope you enjoy!
Marisa Lu Makil Mar 2015
Her
She's beautiful
She's old enough to be taken seriously
And young enough to have new ideas.
She is happily married.
She has a wonderful husband
And everything one could ask for.

I am not so beautiful
Old enough to be held responsible
Young enough to be ridiculed
I have never been in a relationship
I have no significant other
I am lacking in so many ways.

I sin
Every day.
I am broken
All over
And I can't
Seem to fix it.

I feel like they almost
Don't even need me anymore
I just wish
Wish that I could
Be as perfect as her.

Maybe I'll leave.
Maybe I'll never come back.
Maybe no one will notice.

— The End —