The Tears
of those who were Left Behind
Not sure of how to
feel,
Not sure when these
wounds will heal.
I can’t help but feel
betrayed,
Because I feel so burned
and flayed,
Like a prisoner
lost and scared,
Hanging on to every
word we shared.
We are the best of friends,
But I’ve been
following the trends,
I know there’ll never be anything between us,
So I don’t know why
I fuss,
But a part of me
still hangs on,
Still watching for that
coming dawn,
When you notice how
I’ve waited
Ever since you two
dated,
I’ve told you
everything but one little thing,
I’ve held it in,
but now my head rings:
“I love you”
But we can never be
- The Illusive Writer
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