The first one broke my heart.
The second - gave me hope,
But in the end broke my heart.
The third - boosted my confidence,
But in the end broke my heart.
And so on.
Till I was broken enough.
But you.
But then you came.
Somehow you found my broken pieces
And you fixed them.
You made me feel loved.
You made me feel like myself.
Who are you?
Are you my secret Savior?
Are you bound to break my heart?
I hope not,
Because everyday I fall more and more...
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POETRY
PoetryVery rare updates (cause I write them when I feel like it and it happens rarely) Probably a lot of them will consist of my thoughts but as my friend said "Even if you don't think of a behind meaning, it will have one." I looked back at my old school...
