I don't know what hurts more, you telling me you don't feel the same way about me, or you telling me of how perfect your new man is.
Honestly, i won't deny wishing he would break your heart, and have you come running into my arms (selfish, i know), i wont deny the fact that i wish things wouldn't go so well with you both. But there is a part of me that will forever pray for your happiness, a part that will always wish you well, that doesn't want to see your heart break, a part that never want to see tears on your beautiful face. But then again there is a part that doesn't just want you to be happy, but to be happy with me.
YOU ARE READING
All the words i couldn't speak
PoesíaHave you ever being in love, have you ever not been able to stop thinking about someone. Well here are my thoughts and words I could never form.
