i let you ruin me.
i let every piece
of me break
just to fix you.
i let my
breaking heart
and my cries
at midnight
be the rythm
for your song.
i let my tears
be the water
to help the garden
in your heart grow.
i let my rapid
heartbeats of fear
be the music
for your dance.
i let go of
everything i had,
just to fix you
with a hope that maybe,
you would find
it in your heart
to fix me too.
but you didn't.
all of the
broken pieces
of me that
i gave to you,
were for someone
else. for the person
you actually love.
and it was
so stupid of me
to hope that maybe,
it was me.
my breaking heart
and cries became
her rythm to
her song.
my tears
were the water
for the garden
in her heart.
my rapid heartbeats
were her melody
to her dance.
i let go of
everything i had,
just to fix you
but it hurts to
know that you
took every part
of me to fix
someone else.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetryi want to satisfy you, even if it means you seeing me cry. *poems with no rhymes but has a deep meaning. *lower case intended. *it's a little bit bad at the beginning, but the further you get, the better the poems are.
