You read my thoughts.
You read my feelings.
You read the heartbreak you gave me.
You read me.
But you didn't care.
You turned your back,
And you walked away.
And the thing that hurt the most,
Was that you didn't say goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
Dancing in my depression
RandomThese are all of the depressing thoughts that go through my head every day. I write all of these myself.
