our story, so to speak, was rich in rapidity in all areas.
you made me feel special in your eyes and calmed all my worries when i told you what i'd been through emotionally before.
you made me believe that you loved me and wanted us to be together, so i lowered my many barriers for you.
and once that was done, you left me.
Without walking away, no, you left staying close to me.
you broke the last part of me that believed in love and made me relive my permanent hell.
you created the worst version of myself.
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𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎
Poetrywhat is it ? it's inspired by the idea of mini albums. they represent part ans stories that what we call : THE HEART
