~ 'How much did it hurt?' you ask.
Enough that even my father, who never saw the pieces of me, noticed the break.
And the cruelest truth is that I'm still here, waiting for you to return,
yet if you did, I know I'd never let you back into my heart.
Satyanshi ♡
𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓱𝓾𝓻𝓽?
~ 'How much did it hurt?' you ask.
Enough that even my father, who never saw the pieces of me, noticed the break.
And the cruelest truth is that I'm still here, waiting for you to return,
yet if you did, I know I'd never let you back into my heart.
Satyanshi ♡