Nothing Special Poem by Samantha Stough
Nothing Special
A lie so cruel
I cannot believe I still treasure
The one who hurts me most
Just another hope I waste,
A burden I carry,
A wound I boast
I miss you, he sighed
I want you, he whispered
I love you, he lied
I dreamed endlessly,
I begged silently,
And for him I cried
“You are so beautiful”
Turned to “Nothing special”
So, broken on the floor I lay
My love unreturned
Trust undeserved
And I’m the one whom for it must pay
'I miss you, he sighed I want you, he whispered I love you, he lied' Beautifully said!
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4/23/2024 5:58:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I love the line that says, 'Another hope I waste, a burden to carry' full of pain, your words, the anguish you bore, born from the lies, it wounds.....