Villanelle
There is not much more to say.
She thought that he was the one,
And she wishes that he would stay.
Unanswered texts leave her mind to stray.
She treated him like the sun.
There is not much more to say.
She misses him everyday.
What if they had never begun?
And she wishes that he would stay.
Was it always this way?
She refuses to think they’re done.
There is not much more to say.
His love for her has began to decay,
He never thought she was the one.
And she wishes that he would stay.
She hopes for a better day..
She realizes she was her own sun.
There is not much more to say.
And she wishes that he would stay.