The first time I loved was six years ago.
It was puppy love.
That chapter ended too early with a broken heart.
My thoughts were I will never love again.
Until one year . . . I decided to take things slowly, it was the first time I ever exposed my heart like that, but again it didn't last long.
Again I was left with a broken heart but with something precious taken from me that I will never get back.
One month ago I tried again with another but only to learn i was being lie to and that they already had the main dish and me, I was the side dish.
My chapter have all been cut short so far and I know they may be more unfinished chapters but I will keep dreaming for that special someone.
I just hope . .
I hope that my heart doesn't shatter too much so I can I recognize the one that belongs to me.
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Poems Of The Heart
PoetryJust short poems that pop into my head, read if you wish; maybe you'll enjoy them c:
