Bus Stop
Standing at a bus stop.
Rain is pouring down,
And tears fall from my face.
Crying because you hurt me.
You broke my heart,
I saw you with her,
Loving her, behind my back.
How could you do this to me?
I loved you, and you lied to me.
You took my heart and shattered it.
You made me cry.
I stand alone at the stop,
I see you coming towards me.
The bus comes, and I leave.
And I ride away from you...
Copyright © Chelsea Zayas | Year Posted 2016
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