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Forgive me


I don’t know who I am anymore,

His soft reply.

Our eyes meet,

For one last time.

 

He says says he doesn’t love me,

I don’t know what is true.

I knew I was in love with him,

And thought that he was with me too.

 

I had loved her from the beginning

And I will love her to the end.

I knew I had to leave

I wanted her future to stand.

 

I know she might forever despise.

The reasons behind the goodbye.

But I never have a regret.

I will no longer fret.

 

He just sat there while I cried.

Made myself sick, almost died.

He sat there while I cried

He sat there and was fine!

 

What a Jackass I thought

A player a cheater. No words we fought.

His final words spit out. “I don’t know”

What the fuck kind of answer is that.

 

The only thing I wish to forget,

Is that you ever fell for the unlovable me.

I was never worth it. I’m the worst of the thieves

I stole your heart and gave it back.

 

I was never supposed to be a robber

Because I always return my stolen plunder.

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I have always loved to write, and poetry is my best and favorite way to write. I also love music and can play many instruments and also sing.

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