Poem -

I Wonder

I wonder if it was meant to be.
I wonder if it wasn't the right time in our lives.
I wonder if you were my one and only. 
Then I question how can I still feel this way?
All the heartache and pain you have put me through.
I often dream of you and I wake up with a tear rolling down my cheek.
I don't tell anyone how I truly feel I just bottle it up inside.
I miss you more and more each and every day.
Still I wonder why I feel this way?
I made a decision and decided to leave you and it was the best thing I ever done.
Still I wonder when I think or speak of your name if the hurting will ever stop.
I often cry alone in my room or sometimes in the bath tub so no one sees the pain I'm going through.
I will always wonder why you did the things you did to me?
I wonder sometimes how I forgave you for it all and not have one bit of hatred towards you.
I guess I will always wonder if you think of me.
Do you ever cry when no one is around?
Are you truly sorry for the pain you put me through?
I wonder why I over analyze things.
I wonder why I'm such an over thinker?
I wonder when I think of you if the hurting will stop.
Until then I guess I'll still be wondering how to get over you.
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Jarvin

Sad poem I enjoyed reading this keep writing poetry cause you have a gift my friend.

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Julia09

So much sadness but very well written

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