dear heartbreaker:
i shouldn't - i know i shouldn't - but i miss you. every fiber of my being calls out to you. i lay awake at night, aching, wishing you would come back and hold me in your arms again. but you're in his arms now. you made your home in his bedroom, and you abandoned mine.
i didn't ask for this. i asked for your love, for your time, for your patience - but i never asked for this.
i never asked you to break my heart.
YOU ARE READING
dear heartbreaker
Poetryyou'll live forever in the pages of my journal; i can't think of a worse punishment. [a book of prose for all the broken hearts out there]
