Hurt
Around the world
in a flash.
Traveling far
running from the past.
You're on my mind.
I'm on yours.
Finding new people.
They're knocking on "closed doors".
You're not over me,
That's to bad.
When you think of me,
You are constantly sad.
Love is great.
Ours wasn't true.
You felt the need to be with me.
I just wanted to be near you.
You are a Christian.
I'm scared of church..
I'm always on your mind,
Filling you with hurt.
Copyright © Erica Buckner | Year Posted 2009
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