in the past

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  • Lost Love

    in the past

    i see people, its so weird sometimes i laugh and sometimes i cry
    because i miss it
    i miss the times when he used to hug me
    or when he used to kiss me either in my forehead, hand, or mouth
    i remember when i walked into his classroom he put a smile of his face
    so big was his smile (from ear to ear) i laughed because he looked so weird
    but i felt like he loved me.
    so overwhelmed my love for him was
    i just thought i couldn't live without him
    but the unthinkable happened...he broke up with me,
    and - im still here
    LIVING
    BREATHING
    he was just a mildstone in my life
    now im here living my life just fine
    but its so weird
    when i see people
    sometimes i laugh
    and sometimes i cry
    because i USED to have it.

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    beckyramos’s Poems (11)

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    My Broken Heart 1
    With my eyes Closed 1
    I see it 0
    weak and fragle 0
    my life 0
    wrong reasons 0
    YOU 0
    in the past 0
    What I Want 0
    Only if You Knew 0
    Farwell love, farewell 0