Sometimes I find myself thinking about you.
Like what you are doing now in life.
How's everything is turning out for you.
Then I remember
You never cared about me.
Why must I waste thoughts on someone who ruined me ?
Who took my heart for granted.
Who showed me what a coward was.
Who made me believe I deserved all the bullshit you gave me.
Who , to this day , makes me question every man I come in contact to.
Every time I think of you for even a second I remind myself of those things and then like that. Your name leaves my mind.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PoesíaI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
