No Love
Walking in the heat of the sun
I saw you standing across the ways
our eyes locked with looks weighing a ton
I hope this is more than a phase
Our conversations were riviting
Our minds felt aligned
Now its me you are belittling
Your hate has been asigned
Im sorry for what was said
Im sorry for what was done
I now always feel scared
You are the one that made me run
Copyright © Jazzlee Clark | Year Posted 2023
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