Hey.
Yeh let's also make a fight on Wattpad. No thanks.
There are just a few things I want to say.
I miss you, yes I do, but sometimes you've got to let go.
I know you hate me and yes I know why.
I am sorry, but don't say you didn't cause any harm to me.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
Yes. Why? Because I felt for once really loved and being first in row of friends.
I am also crying right now.
Why? Because of the upper things I said and because of the memories I have from us. Everywhere I go, I see you-us.
Friends? No we weren't.
We were sisters.
I just hope you'll find a better friend than me.
Because I know I screwed up.
But the problem is. I can't help you change the past. I only can help you change the future,
But you don't want to..
I don't know more what to say.
Sorry. Is all I can say.
I know you won't accept it, and I'm ok with it, because that's what I deserve.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Stories
PoetryThis is a book full with poems. Poems with me in it. They're not really poems, they're just my thoughts. Things I want to say out loud, but things you just can't say.. --- I don't want attention, I don't need attention, I'm just putting this poems...