You know..
You broke her heart the worst it's ever been broken
But she fixed it
And you know..
Even after you did that
She still gave it back to you
And then you broke it again
She fixed it
And she still gave it back to you
This went on until her heart was just scars
Barely any area of it was smooth and untouched
You can say it's her fault for trusting you so many times with such a fragile item
And though that may be true
She trusted you
And you know..
She thinks that no matter how many times you break her heart
She will always give it back to you
Because she loves you
And knows that one day
You'll give her yours
—Me bitch
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Poetry
PoetryPoems I've found on the internet. Credit will be given. Some things in here made by yours truly (Austin)
