Lost.
I get lost
And stare off into space
When I think of you.
You tease me about my poetry
But I bet you don’t know
That most of it is about you.
You take my depression from me,
Make me smile,
You make me feel whole again.
I think I love you
And you say you feel the same
But I don’t believe you.
Because we both like her too
And she’s taken
Like you’ve taken my heart.
This poem is about:
Me