Scorned. That ought to be my name.
Constantly and consistently confused,
By the fact that she reels and rejects,
All within the same day.
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You have captured the feelings of despair and how draining love can be in a beautiful and imaginative way, great poem.
There are some good lines in this like: “Its like autumn in this love, And we're losing color and falling.” I look forward to reading more lines like this from this poet.
I wish I could write like you. You seem to stick in perfect details everywhere in your poetry. Now as for the message of the poem. Young love is very fickle. Everyone at our age has very short attention spans so you can't really expect much from a girl. Well written.
Very much indeed a good piece. Good visualization.