What Am I Doing Poem by Lindsay erika

the words roll off your tongue
like a raindropp down a windowsill
in a careless voice,
that made my heart beat still.

i gazed up high into your eyes
as you told me we were done.
nothing more was to be heard,
all i wanted, was to be one.

now im in someone else's arms
as he holds me saying i will be fine
he offered me something
that was more than just a pick up line

do not come back to me.
its all your fault we arent together.
and to this day,
i wish we couldve been better.