I gave you my heart.
I trusted you.
And all you did was throw it on the ground.
You watched as it fell and broke.
Then you stepped all over the pieces so I could never put it back together again.
YOU ARE READING
Delicate Meanings
PoetryEverything written by yours truly. - I'm just going through some shit trying to get through it all alive. "Nobody's perfect" but they always expect you to be.
