Again

Maybe--

maybe you were my first love.

 

Not Alex.

Not Kevin.

You.

 

That would make sense.

 

It would explain

 

the months I wasted over you,

the songs, the poems,

the laughs,

the tears,

the texts.

 

The breaking,

and slow mending,

of my heart.

 

And now the rebreaking.

 

Well, thank you.

 

Thank you for putting

her

above me.

 

Thank you for giving me

yet another

girl to be jealous of.

 

Thank you 

for making me 

hurt 

every time I see you.

 

Thanks for everything.

 

Because if I'm being

truly honest with myself,

I am still in love with you.

 

And you

have

never

loved me.

Reviews

[Amduscia]

Very emotional piece.

[Tom]

I think this is well executed, I like the breakup of lines and rhythm, however I feel stunted in my appreciation as it does not evoke a reaction of any substance. I do not believe it is because it is a poor effort, but rather that I lack a required empathy with the protagonist.

[Raven]

OMG- Stop giving me feelings :'(.
I can relate to this. And its simplicity is beautiful. Its stark, and obvious, and raw- very much like your heart.

[Athera Rose]

Not too bad.
I'm personally not a fan of this kind of subject matter because I find it overdone and not very creative. (Sort of something a typical teenager would write in a diary. I know I have, and still do), but if you could come up with a different and unique way of writing and expressing your emotions that would make your poetry much better.
Keep writing :)