14

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Accepting that someone is out of your life is tough, especially your first real, true love.

Missing you
Feeling used
Wanting love
But not from you
If only you could understand
All the shit you've put me through
Lonely nights
Late-night drives
Remember when we
Rode our bikes?
We seemed so happy and free back then
I wonder what happened
One day you just stopped caring
And ever since I've been repairing
The damage you did, to my heart and soul
Can't believe I could trust that you swore we'd grow old
Always together, I was so naive
But at least you made me happy
Back when we were 14


Submitted: January 16, 2021

© Copyright 2021 G. Quaglia. All rights reserved.

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Steven P. Pody

Tender and tragic and glorious are the ways of youthful love... Nice poetic work.

Sat, January 16th, 2021 7:59am

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Thank you!!

Sat, January 16th, 2021 12:14pm

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