Fortunate Is An Antonym For You and I
I miss you,
You threw me away,
Away without a second thought,
A thought about how I'll hurt,
Hurt like the five other girls you played with,
Without a goodbye you left,
You left with cruel words upon your lips,
Your lips I've always wanted to kiss,
To kiss so tenderly and heartbreakingly,
And heartbreaking is all I feel,
I feel your eyes upon me as I pass,
I pass like we had no past,
Our past was one big lie,
A lie you gratefully tell,
Tell to anyone who will listen,
Listen with open ears,
With open ears I hear,
Hear all the tall tales,
Tales about you and I,
I being the less fortunate,
Fortunate is an antonym for you and I.
Copyright © Sara Phillips | Year Posted 2010
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