I used to believe in love and romance at some point. Then life brought you along, another one to disappoint. So I try my best, loving with everything I had. I should have known when I had given you everything and you had nothing to add. So I sit in tears alone trying to get my chest to stop hurting. But it feels like my heart is breaking, an all too familiar feeling. I shouldn't be used to this, but with each heart break. I wonder if the next one will break my heart too, honestly I'm so tired of the heart ache.
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My Side of the Story Vol. II
PoesíaInspired by Eminem and Celia Martiniez This is my story.
