If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been here.
If it weren't for me, I would have been there then.
If it weren't for me, it never would have happened.
If it weren't for me, you would have never done it.
But you are here, and I wasn't there
and it did happen and you finally told me.
And because I did it, so did you.
Can I ever see you the way I used to?
I can barely force out the words that came
so freely and truly.
I told you I was broken.
That I was not all there.
You told me
that you didn't care.
So I let myself be vulnerable
once more this time for you.
You held my heart so tightly to
your chest.
And it burst and collapsed
under what your actions did.
So, broken again,
but used to the absence,
I'll try and see a possibility
of continuing to love you
without a heart to do so.
Author notes
Oh, it's bad.
How did I do?
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hm
sad but very true, once something goes sour it changes alot and puts more on the table, but still wonderful poems and if you need help, hit me up
Your little sister
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lots of emotion
this poem has lots of emotion, it also hold a certain element of confusion, but that could just be me, because I am not fully understanding what you went through to write this piece...it is very heartfelt you can feel the writers gasp of air as he thinks of these emotionshe speaks of.
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I'll just say.... I went through alot...
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wow
this is so powerful I really feel the pain it also made me cry. I wish I was there to help you
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