Loving somebody was easy,
hurting them was easy too?
I ask myself that,
why did you say,
you love me,
when you broke me,
like it was easy.
Multiple choices was given yet you pick the wrong one.
Ugh! it's hurt, it's hurt like hell.
YOU ARE READING
anything & everything
Poetrysomething were meant to be hidden yet it's strangling. perhaps all those feeling if written down, will go? Picture - Pinterest I do not own the picture.
