How can things be so perfect,
And then you ruin it all?
I didn't want to say goodbye,
You didn't even call...
You knew how I felt about text breakups,
And you still committed the unthinkable.
Its wierd, I know I'm smiling...
But I'm not happy...
I don't hate you...
If you are happy then I am happy.
I told you that at the dance
and all you did was shrug.
I told you I loved you,
You said I love you too.
You didn't mean it so why say it,
Did you do it to toy with my heart.
You'd never know it now by looking at me
But one day I will be ok,
And all this pain,
Will join Steven in the vault of my mind
Never to be thought of again...
...I hope...
Author notes
I know it doesn't rhyme or anything but it was just a vent thing
Comments
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Non-rhyming poems are the best, I find. And venting by writing often results in great poetry.
This is extremely similar to another poem I've read. The pain, having a meeting at a dance... all practically the same. This is very good, justlike the other I was referring to.
"And all this pain,
Will join Steven in the vault of my mind
Never to be thought of again...
...I hope..."
Keep your little flicker of hope alive!
Great write!
May your pencil never break!
~squirrel

