he died, and then
i told myself "no more love"
and then you came along
and ruined my plan.
we loved, and then
i told myself "don't ruin this"
and then you changed
and ruined my plan.
you left me, and then
i told myself "be strong"
and then i realised you meant it
and ruined my plan.
now, you've gone, you don't love me
i tell myself "no more love"
but you came along last year
and that's ruined that plan forever.
YOU ARE READING
thoughts of the brokenhearted
Poetryso i'm over him but i'll leave them here because i got lots of reads c;
