Unheard.

The poem is almost like a short snippet of when I broke up with my then partner of 3 years. Not all of it is true to the story but I found that it fitted better (for me anyway) when I was writing it.

Laying alone in my bed,
The last conversation we had,
Running circles in my head,
Thinking about the good times And the bad
Remembering you feeling ever so sad
Moving on with my life without you every day,
Uttering the words I never had the chance to say,
Three short simple words
Are left unheard

Author's Note

I know this is a very short poem but this is my first poem and wanted to create something short and simple to start getting into the creativity and overall getting used to the feel of poetry which I have created.

So, what do you think of it? Did you enjoy it?