She Doesn't Think of me

At the end of the day
When she comes home to stay

She doesn't call me up instead
She just lays down on her bed

Coming from that partay
Down by the bay

Probably in another guys charm
But I want her in my arms

And she doesn't think of me
Of what we could be
I'm the last thing going on in her head

Gone all day long
I was staring at the phone
With the empy feeling of being all alone

People say move on
She's not worth a song
But I'm writing this one anyway

I know she won't notice
Never know that I wrote this
But maybe its better that way

I know what I see
Its better not she

Because I know
She doesn't
Think of me

Reviews

[Laura S.]

Aww this is so touching. Really sad but very powerful. Not something you can easily go through, I'm really sorry if you're going through this right now. Hit me up with a msg whenever you need to.
On another side note, your writing is lovely as per usual. Keep it up :-)

[David the writer]

Pretty alright. It flowed like tears, fitting for such a sad lonely poem. Nice work

[Chemical Kitten]

I really like this.