Butterflies were everywhere,
They were even in her stomach.
Why? Should you ask?
She loved him to the moon and back.
But slowly her heart broke,
Shattering into the sky.
Why? Should you ask?
Because he said good-bye.
YOU ARE READING
for the both of us
PoetryI loved him with all my heart, Even if he didn't care; I'll love him with all my heart, This, to myself, I swear.
