It hurts.
But I have to do it.
I'm not going to be your doormat anymore, I'm not going to be used.
No more bending to your will.
I can't have my heart breaking like this.
I will move on.
Yes it will take time, and it will hurt but it's better than feeling like this for the rest of my life.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Of The Heart
PoetryJust short poems that pop into my head, read if you wish; maybe you'll enjoy them c:
