Did you even care? Would it make you care to know I hate you, She says in a cut throat tone with a hidden notice. She screams streams coating most of her face, You stare at her with nothing written across yours. It finally hit her that this is not how you love one another getting off on her hurt.
This is not a person I could trust..
This was not a person who cared..
This was not a person that wanted to love..
This was not a person that wanted to choose me.
This was a person to fear, This was a person who only cared for themselves and only wanted to be loved. This person needed to be chosen by me.
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You,Me, & The Bee
PoetryThis is a collection of poems, this book is relatively about Love in all forms! I think commonly when we refer to love we get a depiction of romance but as you the reader and soon to become Hopeless romantic love is so much more than just Romance.