I thought maybe today would be like any other day. I heard your voice on the line, a voice I know like my own,telling me that you love someone new. I did not need to know her name was Leslie or that she has long blond hair like me, you said her eyes were blue, bluer than anything you've ever seen. I don't think I can handle this at all. I thought I was doing okay, but I know now that everything was shit. All the promises, all the everything. And it just makes me realize that all the things I'm doing today are fucking stupid. I shouldn't be seeing that guy at work, he cares so little about me I can see it in his motions, and read it in his words.It seems like I'm always alone, never a kind word in sight when I need it. Please take this off of me, please say I'm gonna be okay.Birth sign: Not entered
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