I should have known better than to fall for this trap again. It's as if I keep rereading the same book and expect a different ending.
You'd think by now I'd notice the signs of a love that's destined to die.
The battle scars left on my heart from the previous war haven't fully healed, and yet here I am at the frontline again.
Unbeknownst to myself, I fell for you under the pretense of a friendship. The truth didn't sink in until you broke the news that you're now in a relationship.
But it's my own fault. I shouldn't have done it.
How can I expect you to love me if you don't know what that is?
How can I expect you to kiss me if you're dreaming of her lips?
You tell me you love me, but not in the same way.
I'm not normally a quitter, but I must quit on this.
Going back to a world without you. It's what's best for me.
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Bleeding Rose
PoetryThe pen bleeds the words my mouth does not utter. If I show you my heart, would you proceed with caution? I was an innocent stepping into the game of love. Someone should have told me that all is never fair in matters of the heart. Dive into this th...
