Still There

it seems ironic,

to say i've forgotten, yet you're still the topic.

 

i used to be sad,

until i met him, yet you were the only conversation we had.

 

it seems tragic,

to say i found love and then neglect i had it.

 

i can't take back what was said,

and now no one knows what goes on in my head.

This poem is about: 
Me

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