The Taste Of Love Ends Up Hurting You More


My first boyfriend was
The best boyfriend I could ask for.
But the fatal mistake we made
Was forgetting that people change.
And instead of learning to change together
We chained ourselves to past images
Of people we used to be.

Sometimes I still miss the thought of him,
The comfort he gave me
And the reassurance that I
Was not alone in this world
This giant world was
Where I did not feel so alone,
Anymore.

But now that I’m alone
I’m forced to face the truth
That I am ten times more alone than I remembered being
In the first place.

The Taste Of Love Ends Up Hurting You More

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