Not Anymore Poem by Jessie Jett

Not Anymore



I'm not amused by the sound of your voice.
I once was...
But not anymore.

I'm not delighted by the sight of your smile.
I once was...
But not anymore.

I'm not extatic by the touch of your hand.
I once was...
But not anymore.

I once was your friend,
I once was your mate,
I once was your love forever;
and you were mine.

But not anymore.

(Age 13)

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