Heather Noble

Him

I pushed back my hair
Walked through the door
The dream I had was no more
Down my cheeks the tears then ran
Making me think of no pleasure
No pain
How could this be?
How did it happen?
For he is gone, and I can't get past him
He was my friend
Till the end
Now he is gone, no longer my friend?
I asked my self in the dark
Why did this happen?
When did it start?
Daring myself to make a move
The shadows came, to cover my bruise
The bruise on my heart left by him
U shall see it, never again.


by hillary

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 13, 2006
Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 6, 2010

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