Roses are red
My heart is died
I loved too much
But you choose her
Choose to love her;
I wanted to be her
I wanted to be the one;
Who you loved;
No matter what
But I loved too much
Now you are gone;
With someone else;
Loving them deeply
Fuck feelings;
I feel too much;
I just want your love
YOU ARE READING
my life as poetry
Poetrymy life is a massive lesson at this point. So, instead of being sad about it, I will write poetry about it, and hopefully, people will understand. this is my first poetry that I am posting up. hopefully, you like it
