I tried to fix him but he kept breaking himself.
I gave him the right tools
but he used them for the wrong parts
In the end he left me as the one that needed fixing most.
So here I am in all my broken glory
while he's at peace without a worry
Not knowing how it truly feels to be unwanted and feel like you're heart has been stolen and your mind has been ripped apart
but at the end of the day it has to be a new start.
A start of something great but I won't hesitate to not think about the good times between me and you.
YOU ARE READING
Feelings exposed
PoetryThe way I may feel May not appeal To what to are used to seeing or believing But I will continue to express who I am To be a better person
