Every now and then,
Pops up a new friend.
Each with their own story, each one of a kind.
They make you laugh, and is constantly on your mind.
But like the four seasons, their time is short.
And as spring changes to summer,
you start drifting apart.
Then you have to tell your stupid heart that was already in too deep.
Its time to move on, they were never yours to keep.
You can't be broken, you are to be blamed
They didn't give you their heart just their story and their name.
No one said to go falling you had no right.
and now in the stillness of the night, you are fighting a lonely fight.
So as fall turns to winter and you are cold and alone,
remember you broke you... all on your own.
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Beautifully Broken
Poetry"A stab in my chest, I'm wounded but can't bleed. There is a loneliness inside of me, accompanied by a gnawing need".- Nick I write what I feel and sometimes I'm inspired. whatever the case these are all mine. I love words and poetry If there is...
