You broke my heart
I crave the way you talk to others
I wish you’d talk to me
I crave the way you look at her
I wish you’d look at me
I yearn to have you touch me now
As I watch you touch her face
I yearn to know what it feels to have
Your hand stroke down my face
I love the heat that spreads over me
When you say my name aloud
I hate the skip of my heartbeat now
When you say her name aloud
The scars you left when you walked away
Leaves pain more than skin deep
The scars I trace over my heart
Leave cavernous pits that I will always keep
Do you miss me at all?
When you’re on your own
Do you miss me at all?
When you hold her hand
You should have called me
When you had the chance
I should have said yes
When I had the chance
You broke my heart.
When will I ever learn?
Thanks for reading
Grace
x
Harper’s Motto: You will not be everybody’s favourite flavour but that’s ok because they won’t always be your favourite flavour. Be who you want to be and you will attract the people who will support you no matter what.
XX
Fantastic Grace! Love it
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Thank you Zoey, that means a large portion of happiness coming from a stunning poet as yourself. x
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Your kind words make me blush. I don’t consider myself a “stunning poet” but love your support and all around awesomeness. Thank you sweetie.
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