Poems. My storys into words.

#16

I knew this would happen.
I guess I was in denial thinking it wouldn't.
I let my guard down.
And now I've ended up drowning in my own tears.
As I stay awake until I finally cry myself to sleep.
If I knew this would happen why am I so broken.
Why did you have to make me love you.
Why did I ever believe you cared.
Now I'm laying in bed in tears and I wish I was dead.