Boys can break you and make you.
From the moment they lay their eyes on you to the moment they say goodbye.
That color that looked oh-so-good against his skin, will now remind you of that fight.
Those promises we made, they weren't meant to be kept.
The fake smiles, the real tears, they all mean nothing to those who don't care.
They don't notice. The hurt in your eyes. The way your face stopped glowing when you smile.
That song on the radio that makes you pull over and sit there staring blankly at the road.
When someone else calls you Lovie all the memories flood back.
They knock on your door saying, 'remember me?'
Reality then barges in and tears spring from your eyes.
You realize how much time was wasted trying to prove your worth to someone who didn't care.
They didn't care. They never cared. They never will care.
Mais c'est la vie.
You can not control it. Life carries on.
Just be ready to fight all these moments of regret and remembrance.
g.m
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Rocky Sea
Poetrysimply take a ride to see whose broken me, helped me, and shaped me. Random quotes i write to keep my demons away at night. WARNING SOME MAY TRIGGER I WILL PUT TRIGGAR WARNINGS BEFORE HAND
