Classy Poems

Once I thought,
I’d tell the story of us-
In a crowded room.
Hearing the cheers and whispers,
“How strong their love is!”
Now you’re in front of me,
And we aren’t speaking.
I’ve never heard silence,
Quite this loud.
This is the tragedy,
I never wanted that to happen.
This silence is killing me,
And I just wanna know,
Is it killing you as it’s killing me?
Just one complication,
And the battle’s in your hands now.
Why are we pretending like-
We never loved?
Now when you see me so away,
Don’t you feel hurt?
I knew my place was next to you,
Now that you aren’t there-
Where’d I go?
You’re doing the best-
To forget me.
How can you forget,
What you promised me?
Now the story of us,
Might be ending soon.
I can’t believe,
This love was the weakest.
C’mon baby, don’t let this end,
Don’t forget what you promised me-
that Saturday.