Remember the good times when we had nothing but love he says
She looked him in the eyes puzzled almost, you know I've tried my best to dig and dig for those lost memories of you, the good ones you speak of but whenever I search for the good ones I am brought to that night, the night you told me you no longer felt it, the night you told me we would be better as friends. All I can feel is that breaking that overwhelming urge to fall apart. You may have broken my heart just the once but every time the memory flys back up so does a new fracture in my heart. So believe me I've tried, I've tried to remember the laughs and the kisses but it always comes back to the breaking. I loved you and you weren't sure how to handle it but I do know that you can't learn that so I cannot let you back in, I need to fix my own fracture on my own.
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PoetryA collection of poems for the over thinkers, hopeless romantics, and beautiful souls. May these reach you and help you in any way possible.