You came to me yourself,
to the girl who is known
to bleed a man's heart out
just so she can find some comfort.
You, my victim,
became one by choice.
Where do we stand now?
You heartless,
me still uncontent.
Don't try to put me the blame,
all we both wanted is love.
What do I do now?
Don I find another man?
Or do I start with my heart?
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Love Poems
Поэзия"The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it"-Nicholas Sparks
