The One that Got Away

Your enchantment was weak

broken by pain.

I slipped through your fingers

leaving a stain.

My heart has healed

I am doing well.

But you’ll think of me

when you burn in hell.

You’ll think of me when you hold her tight.

You’ll think of me when you thrust her at night.

Forever tortured by your thoughts

you’ll think of me

the one you lost.

You’ll think of me because your kind always do.

And you know what I think,

here is a clue.

I will never think of you.

Author: Forever Serene

I write about life, poems, narcissists and trying new things. Currently, I am taking a break from blogging. I am busy trying new things and living my life.

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