Bad Poetry Friday

Untitled (July 1999)

It was a rainy Monday

when you told me the news

I was hurt

I was confused

:Things aren’t working out”

I said, “Is there someone else?”

You didn’t answer

just looked away

Funny how I knew the truth anyway

I must have been blind

I must have been deaf

I didn’t notice

until you left

Come back

come back home

Don’t leave me here alone

She doesn’t know you

Like I do

She doesn’t love you

like I do

She may be your angel

but that doesn’t mean my life

should be a living hell


Remember that boy from the previous poems? Eventually he broke my heart.

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