They can't ask nicely
They want to see me break
They ask if my heart ache
Not knowing my skin was about to break.
"what are this on your wrist? " They whisper as they curse me down
"They are just my beautiful artwork made for you to see what's on the inside".
Why can't they see I am tired, yes tired of looking at blood, maybe I'm not so strong but doesn't mean I should let them in. No I invited them in, so a fall won't kill.
"why can't you just breaking twerp". They giggled staring
"BECAUSE the pain starts from the heart and trails down to my knee". Just like that the tears rolled down, just like that I let it out
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FALLING OUT OF LOVE
RomanceIt's easy. I fell in love. He left me. No he left everyone. I'm broken. I try to take away the pain. I must learn to let go, Of every memory. His not coming back, He can't come back.
