Days after I posted that last poem,
you asked me to be your girlfriend.
How bizarre?
It was to be begging for your love,
crying hot tears every night over you,
and then have you be mine?
We've had a nice couple of months,
but I came back on here because it's been bad.
When we fight,
it's loud,
it's angry,
and it's toxic.
I am not sure if this is the end
but it feels like it.
In a perfect universe,
you were mine.
And always would be.
Forever and always.
I love you, even with a broken heart.
- K
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My mind, my heart, and my soul.
PoetryA series of poems written to express the things life likes to throw our way. Based on my current feelings, struggles and life goals. My pain, hurt, suffering, heartbreak, love, happiness and everything under the sun. I hope you can find some connect...
