Hey there, I am a teenage girl. I love writing poetry, but didn't start until that one summer. The summer a guy I loved broke my heart. Now most of my poetry is sad and it is because most of my life is sad. The weirdest thing is I act happy, but I am crying on the inside. No one ever notices though...
There Is No More Love
When we would meet secretly in the park
Oh how we would kissed
how much you will be missed
Right now my heart is broken in two
Nothing can fix it, not staples or glue
I try my hardest not to cry
as you say the words good-bye
Oh how hard I just wanted to flee
when you chose to break up with me
Now there is no more love in my heart
for you decided to break it apart!