April fourteenth what does that day mean to me It barricades itself in the back of my mind my memory has faded a bit or maybe I just don’t care to relive it I try to forget it ever happen but its a constant reminder every time I look at myself in the mirror hatred had taken over my heart harden my vessels and turned them into stone your sweet words play over and over again an annoying record that wont escape my head wait can’t escape april fourteenth has to be the best worst day of my life I would have been fine if you wouldnt have came along you spoke words of deciet and fooled me to believe that you really cared that your love was real how could I be so stupid why didnt I see it wasn’t me you loved but my virginity april fourteenth what does that day mean to me I was fine until you came into view a good looking guy with all the right moves you fooled me how could I have been so stupid who knew sex could be so bad with a contaminated heart and a memory that would last
Reason for writing:
I always get like this around this time of the year..bare with me I'll be fine after this weekend :) promise
Birth sign: Aries
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