Him

He touched my skin, He kissed my lips.

He told me I was special, He made me believe. 

Maybe love is real, even for someone like me.

But then she came along and stole him away.

Now I'm nothing but trash they can't seem to throw away.

Why does it hurt so bad knowing that we will never be?

Is it because I thought you loved me or is it just jealousy?

When we were together everything felt right.

Now you are gone, there's no one to keep me warm at night.

Why can't I just get over you? Why won't you let me be?

Just please let me be free. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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