I can only write sad stories
While you write love songs
I'm only a part of your story
While you became my melody
You saved me from the darkness
While I fill you up with sadness
You keep on reaching out for me
And I can't even set you free.
I said you are my salvation
But I became your destruction
I keep on breaking you
While you try to fix me
Yet you didn't leave me
Because you know too well
That I am a broken glass
And you are trying to restore me
You really know
How to love
A
Broken
Girl
YOU ARE READING
Words
RandomHave you ever felt the urge to write something but your thoughts are so messed up like an unfinished jigsaw puzzle and you couldn't see the point clearly? Yeah, I've always felt that. But, I'm gonna write anyway. This book is my escape. I'll escape...
