Chapter 3: Compared to her

Poems for the soulWords: 1108

Convulsing

I'm incomplete

Then there is her

Tiny waist and pretty face.

A blessing to the world,

I can't help but feel resentment.

The butt end of the joke .

You said that I was beautiful,

But payed to look at her.

You had never bought me flowers .

Forgot most birthdays.

But she was always constant .

She was always there.

Even when we were happy .

Well , when I thought we were .

I was laying there, no underwear.

And yet you still picked her.

And you ask why I'm not ' over it '

Forgiveness is the key

Forgiving you is easy . But I cant set it free.

Forgetting is not so simple. I can't unsee the truth.

I wish I was just more like them

But you would have done the same .

You can be the hottest girl, give that man the world .

If something comes by easier , he'll throw away his word .

A man's word means nothing . Not in 25'

The internet ruined romance, love is not alive .

There's only lust, and puppy love that slowly fades to grey.

I wish I could pause time , capture us , this moment in a frame. And I could crawl inside it whenever I'm alone.

And get the sweet reminder with you it feels like home .