this is not a love poem

this is not a love poem, but i would like it to be

but there isn't anyone who is in love with me

if there isn't anyone who loves me back

then writing a love song would be pretty wack

and if there’s no one to love

who loves

but I've written love songs and poems for those who i loved but didn't love me the same

girls who now don’t even remember my name

but how could i forget the names of those who killed me inside

who used me for what they wanted, then just tossed me aside

or the ones who never cared about me at all

pretended to like me, but then went with someone else, and then left me feeling small

so as i said, this is not a poem of love

but rather a poem, of a lack thereof

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