It Was Just A Game

I still remember that night...

The night I put my head on your shoulder

The night you thought I was beautiful

The night you held my hand

The night when you kissed my hand

The night when I kissed you back

But remembering that night is worthless...

Because that was the night you played me

And I never saw you again

Reviews

[Rosalie Kempthorne]

Nice. Understated. The elements of repetition work well and give the poem rhythm. Nicely done with the "played me" and "game" in the title. Kind of poem where temptation might have been to overdo it, but this is kept simple and personal. Good job.

[Inject Positivity]

heartbreaking.... i can feel the emotional drops of this poem... beautifully portrayed my dear frnd.... full ratings.....

[Stan Lee]

:) Sounds like good times. Anything that makes you smile isn't a waste of time. Remember the good times while using your experience fishing for better ones in the sea.