The first day I met you, I felt loved.
Then I left you weeks later because of my health.
You came back. It was good once more.
You left me because of an argument we had.
I came back, because I still wasn't over you.
Now you're distant. It's like you don't care about me.
Almost left you again. You wanted me to stay. I could have left. But yet I cared too much for you.
I cared too much to stay.
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H E A R T B R E A K - A poem book.
PoesíaI decided to write about my feelings in a way everyone could really read. some are relatable, some are not. Thanks to all the readers who read this.