Head aching
Feet shaking
Stomach quaking
Letting go
Of the past
Is the hardest
Thing to do
What hurts even more
Is that
I don’t know
If I love you
We don’t speak
Much anymore
And I’m done
Begging you
To stay
At my door
When I’m miles away
Your across another shore
You live in winter
I live in the fall
You don’t even answer
When I call
Or I speak of importance
You aren’t here
And you said that you
Never would be
So please
Let go of me
I don’t want anymore
Pain
You see
He’s different
Then you
And maybe
Someday
Ill learn if he will stay
Everything is going to be okay
Time to just go of the flow
Only thinking of me
Tag Archives: feet
Hidden Truth
What scars?
all I have
are fresh wounds
because I’m always the stupid one
standing naked
right in front of you
hoping for once
I will not
be judged
by the size of my feet
I may not walk the same path as you
but I have tried
it’s always been about YOU
for me
no one else
I’m done begging
I am quite the catch
and you will never see
you never will
Try being the first to take off your clothes
and stand in front of the one you
feel true love for
exposed
then try putting on their shirt
mine wouldn’t fit you
but yours fit mine
see this is what
hearts are like
we end up
finding one
that fits ours
no matter the arguments
and you were mine
but now
no one is
if I turn into a
stone
cold
bitch
I’m blaming you
you should have been smarter
and known
what happens
when a good girl
loves you
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