How could I hate the new you,
when I was the one created
that version of yours?
How could I demand for more,
when I had taken it for granted
when you gave it willingly before?
How could I beg you
to treat me the same way you did,
when I was the one who stopped you
from doing so?
How could I say
"You are hurting me so bad right now",
when I was the one who hurt you first?
How could I tell you
"I love you",
when I walked away
when you loved me first?
- Bleed.On.Paper
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Words I Never Got To Say
PoetryThis narrative delves into the complex interplay of emotions in different facets of life. It could serve as a venue where one can share moments that resonate with them. This book is specifically crafted for readers undergoing internal chaos and thos...
