"When you love, and love, and love, but only end up getting hurt, you try to smile through your tears and say that you're fine. But you're not, you know you're not. With every relationship ending, a part of you is lost, because you make the same mistake every time, every single fucking time you put too much of yourself in the love you give to others."
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Poetrya book of scattered thoughts, words and actions. forever under construction so don't expect anything really. I'm not the best, but I love what I do & I do what I love.
