I would always ask myself why?
Why did I let myself get hurt because of you?
Why did I let myself see, not the bad things, but the good things that you have?
Why did I let myself down expecting everything is nice about you?
At first, I thought it was all about you....
In the end.... It was all about....me.
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PoetryWe all have our own ways to saying or showing what we trully feel. Let's just say I show and tell my feelings through a poem. Feel free to read my works (all originals by me only) about love, hop, expectations, and heartbreaks.
