The day we met, is the day she left
She came in like a cold breeze strangling my chest.
Sweet talked her way in
I lost my control, I let her get close
Unsure of what to do, I let her go
Not in the right emotions
I made a mistake
Don't know why it left a bad taste
If this is what I wanted then why am I feeling played
If I leave it on time, I know it will take it away
Maybe she was not the right one or else she would have stayed
Love comes with a price and this is the part where I pay
All I hope is to fall in the ocean of regrets
And sink deep down just to forget.
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Author:
Nemo (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Nothing much to say about this one. Wrote it when I was in kind off a vulnerable state after a long relationship, and every relationship I had after that felt temporary. Anyways enjoy maybe some of you can relate to this.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Yes, you express this well. For me the period was a prequel to abstinence.
Thank you 🌹
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