Poems from madier99
you saw me as an object
a side piece you could show off as something only you could have
you yelled cried and hurt me
always something i...
My worst nightmare is when a friend becomes a stranger,
and my feelings mean nothing.
Those memories meant nothing.
I used to fear feeling...
My willow friend
You die and thrive in certain seasons.
Here for the pleasent weather,
but gone in the cold.
Our conversations come like...