I loved you more than words can say,
But loving you just led me stray.
You made me feel the world was mine,
For a fleeting, golden time.
You weren't good for me, I know,
So I had to let you go.
Though my heart still aches and burns,
I chose the path where I won't return.
I'll remember all the good you gave,
The joy that swept me like a wave.
But those moments can't erase
The quiet pain I had to face.
So now I walk this road alone,
With nothing left but seeds I've sown.
I'll cherish how you made me feel,
But now it's time for me to heal.
I have myself, and that's enough—
Though letting go is always tough.
I loved you, yes, but I am free,
And now it's time to care for me.
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She's antiromantique
PuisiShe was heartbroken, instead of the revenge she wrote, she wrote like no one else ever did, every feeling, every sense of discomfort, every thought, was written down, in every book corner, every piece of paper, every napkin, knowing that all of them...
