Do you remember the girl you fell in love with? Well, she died the day you severed her trust and ripped her still beating heart out of her chest and put it back in after taking the capability to love and trust so she can't ever love or trust again and to certainly never find happiness again because she'll always feel vulnerable and will never open up enough for for anyone to learn to love her.. But you on the other hand will find another girl to love and do the same to her and leave her another broken individual who will never know true love and her soul mate, her actual love will never find her because she has no more love to give and he gives up and settles down with a girl who his parents like and he lives in a shitty yet bearable existence where he'll never know true love. All this tragedy is because of you and love the satisfaction of knowing all of this is because of YOU but if course why should you care because everyone believes your story even you so her words will never be understood because the truth she tell must be in another language because no one understands. Why would they? You picked a girl who was happy broke her down taught her how to die until she didn't need to hurt herself to feel pain anymore because every breath she took was like a needle poking her lungs until one day she takes a bottle of pills runs a bath and slits her wrist watching the clear bath water turn red...she's gone in a better place.. Away from you.
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Shit I Wrote
PoesíaI write....it might be poetry I don't fucking know I kinda suck... But I need to put it somewhere where I know I most likely won't lose it, plus... I hate reading my poetry over again..
