A contemporary poem about an ex-girlfriend.
Enjoy ~ |
Hey there you, I know it's been awhile since I've seen you. Incredibly. Long. But that's besides the point, how have you been? That look, I still get under your skin. My reply: "Things haven't changed one bit" You're beautiful. You're angry, but the reluctant smile glitters through. Your eyes exploding with iridescent hues. You wanted to laugh there. You're shy, fidgeting with your hair. Awkward silence. I heard you found someone new? Which is fine. Which is exactly what one would expect. Although it'd be a lie if I said I didn't mind, but what did I expect? You're still her. The girl with a smile that lit up the morning. The laugh that whispered throughout the day. And even now I swear I'm sorry, but I still haven't found the right words to say. You gave me far too many chances, I gave back far too many mistakes. You try to hide those subtle glances, You still wish you could have saved everything we were. But you'll always be more than I would ever deserve. So I'll smile back, like I would to a friend. Although I suspect I'll love you till the very end. One hand on my chest -- the other on my mouth. Though my heart shatters -- it makes no sound. You're better off this way, so "I'll see you around" |