He was dumped by her.
She broke up with him.
He thought that she loved him.
She still loves him.
He shrugged it of like it was nothing.
She only ended it because she'd never felt this way.
He throws punches at the wall,"What did I do wrong?"
She blames herself for this,"Why did I let him go?"
"There's no way she still likes me."
"There's no way he still likes me."
He shoots hoops until past dark.
She drowns her sorrow in music.
He cries himself to sleep.
She cries herself to sleep.
Why does love have to be so hard?
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half story, half poem. hope you like it. vote and comment your opinion. you are beautiful.
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Burning Passion
KurzgeschichtenA collection of short stories for whenever I need to just write for a while. Trigger Warning: Some of these stories contain touchy subjects for a lot of people.
