If this is how you feel
Then fine
I'll leave you alone
You don't have to ever see me again
I'll disappear
If that makes you happy.
But there's just one thing,
That bothers me.
How can you be so carefree
When I'm tortured by my feelings
I'm giving you my heart.
But you're throwing it away
Like it's trash.
I love you.
But you hate me.
- I'm not a piece of cake
YOU ARE READING
Shattered glass
Poesía［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
