It's bad when I can no longer trust the I love yous and your perfects that fall from your lips. The irreplaceable sensation that I am no longer enough. That I am not wanted or needed as my heart pleaded to not read the final words that would bring my demise. Though I did. Here my heart lays betrayed and shattered on the concrete floor I call my soul. A heart can only take so much before it stops loving. How much more can I go..
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Words Best Left Unsaid
ŞiirLet's be honest. Some words are better left unsaid, these..these are my words that shouldn't have been said. Some of these I know are not perfect, but they are mine. My thoughts and pain I have been though, I will not apologize for speaking my truth...
