It's the fact that you left me there during my worst when I needed you most. It was as if I was a blooming flower ready to be loved and thought about, but instead, I was the one left alone, withering away to a dried dead stem. You left me like I was nothing, you even treated me like I didn't exist after everything we through together, I didn't everything for you. Yet you still wanted to leave me right after I helped you through your struggles. I hated how much I sacrificed myself and every bit of my last love to you, breaks me piece by piece by. I feel poisoned at the thought of thinking about you for even a second with you in my head.
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Never in English but in Poetry
شِعرThis is basically a way of a different meaning depending what you say instead how you want to say it. Something we all want to express desperately but say it undesirably to a loved one. !!Authors note!!!- mind you, I will only be posting when I gave...
