What Was Done

What you did...
Hurt me and you knew it.
And...
What was done,
Flowed unstopping tears.
And...
What you did,
Hurt me and you knew it.
But I'm not the one yet,
Through with you.

It doesn't matter to me,
What you think I did to you.
Because my heart is true,
And devoted to you too.

No it doesn't matter,
What you think I did.
Because my heart is true.
And devoted to you too.

What you did...
Doesn't mean from you I will jump.
And what was done...
Doesn't mean from you I will run,
To the open arms of just anyone.
No!

Come here!
Listen!
Don't let someone else take what you'll be missing.

Come here!
Just listen!
Don't let someone else take what you'll be missing.

What you did...
Hurt me and you knew it.
And...
What was done,
Flowed unstopping tears.
And...
What you did,
Hurt me and you knew it.
But I'm not the one yet,
Through with you.

Come here!
Come here!
Listen!
Listen!
Don't let someone else take what you'll be missing.
Missin'.
Come here!
Come here!
And listen.
And listen!
Don't let someone else take what you'll be missing.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Comments (1)

Very very heart touching poem my dear poet, Congratulation. I love it.