The Heart that is Stuck in the Past

I found an old picture of us,

Think to myself, “ where you’ve been?”

The good ol’ days that come and gone.

Once a “friend” if I could call you that.

Looking back, the so-called friendship was all I had.

I was too young and naive to think differently,

Now you prove my belief that no one can grow or change.

After all, how can I believe in something that I can’t see?

Even through all these years, I hate to say that you’re still my muse,

All I have to do is think back to the emotional pain you caused me.

Every moment, I write down leads to a story of a piece of poetry.

An entry in a journal of words from a girl who was marked by you.

Yeah, there was closure in the end although, I’m still a bit bitter.

Despite everything that has happened between us, I find myself

Wanting you to be happy, forever smiling and to get everything you want in life.

For so long, you used to make my heart race.

However, now that I know the truth the pieces finally fall into place.

Your impact on me has made me see people differently,

Hard to trust, hard to open up, hard to believe.

Oh, the irony is that you won’t see what you’ve played your part in.

Apparently, the resiliency in myself has become astonishing.

One thing is for sure, you’ll always be a part of my story.

You know what they say, trouble always leaves a scar.