Ways.

The way your laugh sounds like..
The way your kisses tastes like..
The way your hugs felt like..

The way you twisted me around your finger..
The way you toyed with my emotions..
The way you took back words you said..

The way you’d ignore me though I’m right there..
The way you didn’t have to exert any effort to hurt me..
The way you stole my heart but broke it..

The way your innocence allowed me to forgive you..
The way your smile is embedded in my memory..
The way your insensitivity has broken my spirit..

The way I saved my tears to cry with you..
The way I adjusted to every little situation..
The way I pretended that I wasn’t hurt.

The way I’d stop my world to be in yours..
The way I’d listen to all your problems..
The way I’d exert energy to cheer you up..

The way I worshipped even your shadow..
The way I made I a total fool of me in front friends..
The way I was willing to sacrifice for you.

Lots of ways to hurt my heart..
Lots of ways to break my soul..
Yet only one “I love you” to make me happy..

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JordanEmert
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I can't really ctitique it.... I liked it, If hadn't of told me that you wrote it when you were twelve, I wouldn't have noticed. I thought this poem was very sweet =]



"And the rest is rust and stardust."
— Vladimir Nabokov