The pieces that I still have to pick (S.W) (for all the people who read my scrap)

(This is not a poem it’s just a memory that makes me cry)

As I sit in front of my screen looking deep in my heart.

Searching my each and every thought

Looking for inspiration

Stirring up emotions that don’t let me sleep

On July 10^th the day ill never forget

When I sat in front my screen I was thinking about a girl

A girl who is my first and last crush

The girl who I never forget about

The only girl who really broke my heart

I stopped dating for two years.

But I know that I can never bring myself to hate her

So I try my best to make her smile

I have not seen this girl in four years metaphorically

The reason why I talk to her still cause I feel that

I am the one who changed her

I am the root cause of all her miseries

Even though I am not

Even though I know she adores my company

She will never admit it

And I can post this knowing that she will never see this

Even though she loves all my other poems

Even though she loves the way I read them out to my friends

She will never admit it

NEVER EVER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And EVER

But if u do read this sweetie don’t kill me

Cause I am still your best friend