Sore

Fri, 02/12/2016 - 06:19 -- Agastya

I'm sorry,

I can't let go,

That's just me, 

but you already know

I trusted you

with everything,

everything you do,

makes it sting,

the wound of our love?

it's scarred right above

my heart.

Though we're apart

it feels like we're still together

even though it's been for ever

since we talked

or even walked

with each other

but I can't move on 

I won't love another.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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