A choice, is what made us
A choice, is what broke us
You chose wrong
You didn't choose me
But I chose you, for far to long
You chose, to walk away
Just like I chose, to stay
You chose, to drop my heart to the ground
I chose, to loose myself in the sound
The sound, of my heart breaking
The sound, of my breath shaking
You chose, to hurt me
While I chose, to love you
I chose, the good parts to see
While you only chose, your own selfish needs
YOU ARE READING
Dear John: The Words I Could Never Say
PoetrySometimes we cry in silence because the words we want to scream would break us if we spoke them. In this book I have compiled the poems, I poured my heart and soul into when my lips didn't dare speak a word of what my heart so badly wanted to say. S...
