Time and time again I find myself in the same place. Weeping in the mirror.
My tears with a salty aftertaste.
Left questioning myself because of your flimsy lies.
When you left so did I.
I will never let a boy make me cry
I this is the best and most emotional poem I’ve ever written and it comes from a sensitive part of myself. I hope you enjoy.
Once a promise is broken, a person changes. Trust is no longer known.
They no longer know who is staring back at them in the mirror.
They long for security
08/28/19: should I start naming my poems or keep the date and time as titles?
Do you see me?
I see your bright smile that warms my soul.
Those strong arms that have given me security like no other.
I see your golden eyes that offer eternal happiness.