I loved him.
Yes I did.
He was mine,
And I was his.
We were happy,
We fought daily.
But who cares?
We were in love.
We broke up.
Three weeks later.
On the phone,
I cried my soul to him.
We stilled loved each other,
with so much passion!
Why did we not be together?
Because things had changed.
Four months later and we moved on.
I feel in love again and so did he.
It is hard when I see you with her.
And it hard for you when you see me with him.
I don't know what to do anymore.
He was a big part of my past,
so I'm always going to love him.
But time changes people.
I changed,
so did he.
He moved on.
So did I.
a very good write, enjoyed it a lot. please read some of my poems and comment. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb one., enjoyed it: -)