Stolen

It’s funny how you stole

All the best parts of me

And still asked me to stay

You stole all my best qualities

And all of my memories

My innocence was one

Love songs made two

My first dance was three

And it’s funny because

You didn’t even love me

We didn’t even dance

We didn’t even date

We never said I love you

But you still made me

Every day

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Hello ♡

This is the second poem in my new "Peach Collection" but they can be read in any order. You can find the first (and now third) poems here:

♡♡♡ Belle ♡♡♡