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short poem about him |
| He loved me so much that he let me go. He hurt me more than anyone I know. But I still can’t stop loving him Even being in the flow. He never knew the real me. He just pretended to see. But I still want him I never said I wanted to be free. I can’t help but know that it’s for his own selfish reasons And during this time of my life and in this season He haunts only me & protects only him How can he still be my beacon? I don’t know what to do with this love that I have Were the last five years a cinemagraph? When he left, my life went dim I only want him. |