He's

He's the one,

He's the one who made me cry,

made me happy,

made me feel full.

Now he's gone,

I feel empty,

I feel sad.

All I think about is him.

When I see him its worse than getting shot.

Every part in my bodie hurts,

my hearts cracked and no one can fix it.

He's gone and I thought he was the one

I guess not.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

ignore any grammar problems

Reviews

[Lexi]

I am sorry but this poem just irritates me I feel the exact oppisite of this. and you know why

[emily rose]

yup like idk wat to do