Letters to herA Poem by M
Dear you,
I know he's next to you right now I know it feels nice Cuz When he's not sneaking 'round with you he's laying next to me. And yes, I know how nice it feels To have someone that keeps you warm; Who feels like home; A pair of eyes to watch you sleep, Two arms to hold you when you're weak and shoo away the storms. I'm sorry he won't have the guts to leave me, But mostly, I am sorry I don't know how to let go... Should I just ghost him or should I tell him that I know About you two? If I confront him will him claim you as his own? Will he reject you? Will he pretend I've gone insane to cover up his lies? I understand it's so unfair (and maybe even selfish) to ask you to let go So I won't beg you to; The only thing I could request is tell him you refuse me; Tell him you can't accept the scent of me on him My picture in his wallet My number in his phone My name onto his lips. Please make him leave me, and if you can't At least please make him choose And if he's having doubts please make sure he won't pick me. Because I loathe him. Dear you, I wonder if When he'll lay next to you and you will have him Could you trust him? Or You'll know he's next to her right now You'll know it feels nice Cuz When he's not sneaking 'round with her he's laying next to you...
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