The Bad One. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

The Bad One.



The bad one.
Remember the days and the nights
That you spend it with me numb into your mind
But I think I left a part of me in you, I guess in your
Arms or your lips or somewhere around your bed.
Hush you man don't need to know about whatever we doing wrong, so go ahead and enjoy your new lifestyle that
Is so perfect that now your man is working his schedule around yours.
You said that I should put my life back together, but like they said heaven isn’t that far but isn’t that easy to touch it so I guess I'm keep pushing it the barriers of my life everyday that I can because this world would do it best to put you down.
So this Friday is your birthday and I'm thinking it twice to bring you yellow flowers because I know you hate me so much and my presents bother too much so go ahead and live you perfect life, but I hope someday you remember about me, I mean when we were best friends.

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Christian K. Montiel

Christian K. Montiel

Tampico, Tamaulipas, Mex.
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