HURT

by Melinda   Jul 1, 2007


IT STUNG,

WHEN THE PHONE RUNG.

IT HURT WHEN YOU SAID,

(IT'S FOREVER IN MY HEAD)

WHEN YOU SAID YOU LOVE HER,

AND THAT YOUR TOGETHER.

I THOUGHT "WHAT ABOUT ME?"

WHY COULDN'T YOU SEE?

THAT I LOVE YOU!!!

I HONEST TO GOD DO.

I SCREAM INSIDE

KILL ME BEFORE I DIE.

DIE FROM THE IDEA,

OF WHAT COULD'VE BEEN.

BUT ALL I HAVE IS THE IDEA AND

A LITTLE BIT

OF HURT

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