When I met you, I never knew you were going to scar me this much. Not once in my wildest expectation that every beautiful thing you made me feel will have crippling effects on my peace.
I went bankrupt. I was already in debt from all my past heartbreaks and misadventures. Everything I gave is literally my everything — all that I had to offer. But I guesss they were never enough. My everything must have felt nothing.
You gave me so much happiness within such numbered days but you took them all away and more when you left. Now I fear that when the right person arrives, I have nothing to offer but an empty shell unwilling and unable to love.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
