Break is real
The realest
Make the sun fall
And go to winter
Where I belong
Where I should have longed
You will not be there
I do not want you there
Now you are not my all
You are gone
Your poison is gone
As my love for you
There was not supposed to be you
YOU ARE READING
Foolishly Unloved
PoetryLove is a weakness that can be turned to something beautiful But we have to learn That some times Only some times Can break our hearts a lot But we are the ones That will have the strength To carry on with the pain And live DISCLAIMER: I was in...
