because I do. #poetry

broken heart.

Remember the night
you told me
I was the one?
Because I do.

Remember the smile
in your eyes
and on your face?
Because I do.

Remember the love
in your kiss
and your whispers?
Because I do.

Remember the day
you left me
for the last time?
Because I do.

©2017 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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15 Responses to because I do. #poetry

  1. tarnishedsoul says:

    This is something truly deeply emotional…

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Ankita Dash says:

    Truely touched my heart..feel something can’t explain…

    Liked by 1 person

  3. gigglingfattie says:

    your poetry always hits me right in the feels Sandra. Lovely piece!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. You just say it SO well!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Ouch indeed, with added feeling!

    Liked by 1 person

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