Those same sad eyes gazing,
at the cold empty room.
Memories crawling it's way to
my mind.
Euphoria once filling me,
now left with nostalgia.
So go ahead and break my heart again.
Thinking, why the fuck did I ever
let you in?
Must be nice to love someone who let's you break your heart.
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Letting Go
PoetryA strong woman who dreamed without fear, who loved without limits. And the chaos within her found balance. A book about my thoughts. Inspirations. Perspective. Ideas. Love. Confusion. In a nutshell, my confusing years in life but in the end I found...
