I Heyt You...

Mr Taylar

I'm sure I hate you.
You face, your voice, your smell, your choice of footwear now every damn step I must hear.

Your hair, your smile, your stupid laugh
That reminds me of all our fun moments from times passed.

I can't stand the way you just walk in the room,
Look at me and say Hi...
Kmt I swear I-- Oh Hey You...

  • Author: Mr Taylar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 9th, 2022 13:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: When you're sure you're sure... but sure of what?
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 14
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