In a world where we can smell fake and hate it, it's the things I thought were real that hurt me the most.
In a world where teenage love is one in a million, I thought I was subject to something rare that would last, now I know.
In a world where heartbreak is something so frequent it hurts a lot more than I thought it would.
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Poems For Him
Poetrya collection of poems for those of us who talking isn't enough to heal the pain of loving someone who can't seem to love you back.