I wake up at three am every night. There are tears on my face and on my pillow. The memories hurt my head.
It's three am and I can't sleep. Because the boy who once told me he loved me is stuck in my head.
Now I can't sleep. All I want is to sleep. And he makes that impossible. The overthinking starts and I close my eyes for a moment...... It's four thirty am now.
I'm still stuck here thinking of he who ruined me.
And the recurring thought appears....
I want to die.
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Heartbroken, Heartbreaker
Puisi-Possible Triggers, Be Warned- These are my thoughts, my feelings, this is my life, and I'm going to let you see it. Lyric snippets I've written myself, words I wrote to him, tumblr posts, lyrics that spoke to me... It's all here. All Rights Reserve...
