your words never made sense to me,
but friendship was never once on my mind
how can i be friends with someone who gave me so much to remember?
how can i be just "friends" with someone who i had loved in the past?
boys and girls can't be just "friends"
tear drops fall down my face because
how can i love you when i was broken too?
i wanted you to hold me,
but you weren't there on my bad days
the headaches i got from the overthinking,
i went through it all by myself
and that's what made me stronger
we all have a story,
mine isn't done being written yet,
but your chapter is now finished
YOU ARE READING
jar of hearts (a poetry story)
Poetrywho do you think you are? running around with a jar of hearts?
