"i'm sorry" are the words you spilled out to me after i was already shattered. like putting a bandaid on broken glass. like glueing back together a ripped up piece of paper. our relationship was so close but you only thought of me as another girl in your dm's. another silly silly girl. now you sit here. in sorrow. feeling sorry for yourself not knowing what you had done. your words mean nothing anymore. your fake conversations you start are so counterfeit and i looked right through you. so i guess the shoe is on the other foot. you're stuck with the old boot and i'll be wearing the glass slipper.
-
Author:
J (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 18th, 2017 23:10
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
Offline)
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.