August
Dear Heartbreaker,
You had been ignoring me for about two weeks. You told me you needed to tell me something in person. I told you to come to me but you never did. I had to show up at your place to hear what you had to say. You didn't want to be with me anymore. You said that you cheated on me with three other people. That day, you broke up with me. I told you that I loved you. I didn't want to let go of you. I couldn't imagine being without you. I told you that I had no where else to go that day. I stayed in your room, laying on your bed, wetting your sheets with tears. As I cried, you wore an expressionless visage. I scanned around and saw a pair of high heels. My heart shattered into a million more pieces. There was no heart within me at that moment. As I questioned you for reasoning as to why you hurt me, you said; "Shit happens." You then answered a phone call from a woman and later demanded that I leave. You told me that I wouldn't want to get on her bad side and that she wouldn't be happy if she saw me there. I said goodbye and left. I had nowhere to go at this moment. I walked around the streets of your city and found myself sitting alone, facing a pond. I started listening to some music to calm me down. It didn't work, I started bawling my eyes out. My mother called me and asked me how my day at the beach with my friends was going. I could barely get myself to speak but I told her that it was fine. I couldn't tell her the truth. I was in immense pain. I took the public transit which took an hour and twenty minutes to get home. I finally had my own bed to cry on and my own room to isolate myself from the cruel world I've been living in.
Love,
Broken hearted girl...
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Lost in paradise by A. C.
Enough is enough
Does it need to be written?
Sometimes it all gets a little too much.
I wouldn't expect you to understand my decision.
You're living in a fantasy while I'm dreaming of mine
I wonder why we even crossed the same road
We are like one disconnected line
Suffering a major depressive episode
With the sunlight brightening our sight
And the moonlight glistening our eyes
We are blind of the hidden history of light
A love story that ends with cries of goodbyes
Let's not be the sun and moon
Remember how you first made me swoon?
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"Dear Heartbreaker" - My true story
Romance*Warning* Language and content may not be suitable for some readers. Dear heartbreaker is based solely on what I went through after I lost my ex-boyfriend. It wasn't easy as the days passed by slower than ever. He was my first kiss, my first touch...
