I'm so sorry, i couldn't give you the perfect story. When you decide to speak with me you are bound to get hurt. Don't you dare worry on, why? There are reasons that you want to know, and there are answers I can't give you. Broken and cold, but not the care I have for you.
A bridge on fire? A clock with ants?
I'm sorry.
The text book happy ending that you possibly imagined.
I regret leading you on, I wan't to regret ever speaking to you, but the selfish part of me doesn't let me.
I'm sorry.

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unspoken thoughts
PoetryThe thought of a girl who needs help. The most honest answers with a lot of questions. Because when a girl doesn't understand life what does she do? She thinks about things a lot. &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& I smiled today, and i don't know if it w...