How our worlds are so different,
But how did we met?
We started as friends, then daters, then lovers.
You took me home and you loved me, but my question is. . .
What happened?
My answer is you.
You are the reason,
the reason because I learned how to love,
you are the reason my heart was broken into pieces,
you are the reason of everything but then this happened.
Why would you do this to me? I have three questions to ask you first:
First- what did you do to me?
Don't you know the effects that happened because of you in my life.
Second- Are you even true?
Are you real, are you even the person I loved?
Third- Did you even love me?
There was a time I asked myself,
"Am I enough?"
"Did I love you? "
But the answer to all of this is nothing.
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Late At Love :On-going
PoetryHighest rank achieved #11 in Arrows for the date July 28 2018. Ongoing story... Each chapter added in a random date.. Why should we wait, even though love comes, Why is it hard to take in the pain, Why is everything so different from now, Let's...