I hope you love it back.
If you don't it might crack.
Piece by piece falling apart,
Because it had a broken heart.
You were the person it wanted most,
Now you just a host,
A host to hold this broken poem,
And let it slip into dreams solemn.
You may love it back but didn't say anything,
Being afraid of your heart being claimed.
Well that's OK because,
I lied.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Depressing Shit
De TodoPoems and stuff i wrote unless otherwise specified please do not steal l. I wrote most of these and put my heart I to them. They are my deepest thoughts and I want to perserve them in here for people to read. Read with caution possible trigger warn...
