He

The way that he spoke was no longer nice,
He used to treat me different than others.
Now I see what people are saying,
When they say who he really was. Maybe
I should have seen that when he left, when
He blocked me, when he forgot me.
He is heartless, he is selfish, he is dangerous.
He is not who my heart desires anymore.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Bocsa Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 2:24 PM
He reminds me of Ashberry...Congrat.A poem with beautiful eyes I live in.
Buhain-Baello Avatar
March 19, 2016 at 10:41 PM
A very exact and precise poetical portrait of "him", remarkably woven in superb word choice.
Schumacher Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 1:18 PM
Thank you!!
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