there is no way
for this to end
any way but bad
brokenhearted
and bleeding
watching your life
from the sidelines
wishing it was me
but still wanting
the best for you
anyway
cathy marie welton
Author’s note: This is another older poem. As I’m cleaning out my office, I realized there were lots of silly little heartbroken poems written on scraps of paper all over the place. What better to do with them than share them with the internet.
Enjoy the little walks through my past, my mind, and my emotions.
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