The one that hurt me so...

I sit and stare

Thinking of you

Wondering why you wronged me?

I loved you.

How could you do something so awful?

You were the one.

I dreamed of taking your name.

And still all the same,I dream of you.

I see you always.It hurts my heart.

And still I can't be mad.

It was so long ago, yes.

But I sit at night and think, What if?

What if you hadn't lied to me?

Or hurt me so.

We tried again, yes, everytime I got hurt more.

Still I waited, hoping and wishing.

That you would come back to me.

Your smell is always in me, I miss your touch and how you would hold me at night.

Sometimes I would cry and all the tears didn't matter.

You just slept unjust and unsympathetic.

This poem flows out of me, for I have wanted to say this to you all along.

I love you, you are for me.

One day you will see what you missed out on.

One day you will see that I was the best thing that happened to you.

One day I will see,

I will forget you,

I will be over you.

One day...