a small poem for the boy who broke my heart
I know some days I seem miserable, and some days I’m floating on cloud nine,
when you feel as if I’m hurting it’s only because I wish you were mine.
Now I know, you are unsure of what you truly desire,
although you’ve fed me lies, I will not call you a liar.
Tears shed and wrists bled, for only you.
Parts of me are still overcrowded with sorrow,
I know you are bewildered but my heart is not something you can just borrow.
I’m afraid our hello will end with a sudden good bye,
“I hope you find what you are looking for,” is what I said when you were far too shy.
Now, these words did not leave my mouth because it was easy to
I forever hope you find someone who will make you
NOTE TO THE READER: This poem I wrote diverges all sorts of emotions I had for a boy who simply did not want me, I hope you enjoy my simple words and elegant tone. This was a far more difficult story, I will write a piece about my voyage through unrequited love in a separate article. I wanted this piece to be a bit effortless yet genuine.
Thank you for reading my words. Xx